My eyes stung as sat alone in my bedroom closet. 2am and Ihad another melt down. My parents were so used to it that they usually slept through them now-a-days. More and more tears streaked down my pale white cheeks. My hair fell naturally onto my face and covered the ugly face underneath. My eyes slowly closed and opened. They were itchy but too sore to scratch. I hugged my legs as sat alone of the cold carpeted floor. I looked up looking at the 'inspirational' quotes I had put on the wall to hope make me feel better. An attempt that hadn't worked. My favourite sad song was playing in the background as I thought through my horrible life. Nothing was working out for me recently and that ended in me sitting in my bedroom closet in the complete darkness at 2am.
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