*ROSALINE'S POV*
I stared at my computer screen in shock. The words bit at me.. What? No. This is not possible. Oh no, oh no, oh no.
@A : "Yes, I self- harm. Those scratches on my arm aren't from my bunny."
Those had to be the worst words a girl could hear from her best friend.
I sighed and started to type..
*AMANDA'S POV*
@A: "Yes, I self- harm. Those scratches on my arm aren't from my bunny."
What would Rosaline think of me now?? Would she think I'm a weirdo? Would she stop talking to me? Are we still gonna be friends?
@R: typing
Looks like I was about to find out...
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A/N:
Okay guys, sorry for the first chapter being so short.. I promise it will get better!! This was just an intro, more is coming if y'all like this.
And with that, I just wanna say, if you are against self-harm or suicide or depression, then please leave. Right now. I don't need any negative comments. You will just get deleted. Y'all can private message me if you have any questions.
Also, I want to say.. this is a work of fiction. Meaning I made it up. The readers should have no interest in wondering whether this has to do with my current life or not.
So, with that, I shall leave.. okay so let's say we get this story to ten reads or ten comments I will upload the next chapter.. great things coming up! Please support!
