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*Seizure . The boy down the street with his dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He doesn't now me to well , no one does . I'm 17 and live in Sydney Australia . I go to Henson Highschool. But I'm not happy about it.
I looked at that thin piece of metal that I though could take away my pain . I grabbed it , sliding it across the freshly cut marks . It stung horribly, I ignored the fact that I was almost getting dizzy . But I stopped. I needed fresh air. I walked out of the house, barley keeping balance as I stumps into a tall figure .
I saw brief looks on his face . But that's all I saw . ....

I live to write , any type of book . But I really hope you enjoyed this chapter 😄😄

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