it was during summer vacation, where the days were longer and opportunities were everywhere. aden had told mara to meet him at the same place, different time. at exactly 7:45 am, mara was told to report to the "meet up." this had scared the poor girl because aden was not the one to break traditions.
this had given mara and extra 15 minutes to figure out what to do with herself. so naturally, she had started thinking. what does nothing feel like? letters. i can't leave without those. the voices in her head had only become stronger and stronger with each word.
suicide isn't the answer mara.
you'll she better off dead.
you're nothing but a slut, a worthless, dirty slut.
SUICIDE ISN'T THE ANSWER.
back and foward she went, on and on, until she falsely convinced herself. maybe suicide was the answer. i mean, anybody was better off dead. me, you, that girl we saw in the street, and even that nice cashier. nobody needed to feel pain. nobody.
lately this scared girl began thinking about things she shouldn't. that didn't stop her, only aden did.
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Short Story" at exactly 11:11, she never felt more disappointed. looking down, she never realized until now, how much she wanted to let go. how much she wanted to know. " -perspective | all rights reserved
