My best friend.
My Lover.
Was hurting in the inside where no one could see what was happening, she was scared, afraid, and sick. The cuts, the bruises, the burns and just the plain pain on her delicate face. She was underweight for her age, but her boyfriend loved her so much maybe too much that he was on her case every day about her appearance. He was mad at her and yelled, didn't care what he was saying. I saw her cry.
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Shot In The Head
RandomA short story about a worried friends point of view of her best friend doing things to herself that she should not be doing.
