This is her story, her words, her intake in this sad excuse of a life.
It started two years ago. Two dread full awful years ago. How can someone do that to you over and over? He lied to me he said he loved me, that didn't last too long. Eventually he broke up with me but these weren't regular mean breakups they were cruel and I guess that's what love is, cruel. After each breakup he would taunt me. Saying I was worthless, he hated me everyone did, and that I should just kill my self. So I started cutting and that helped for a little bit until my feelings became worse. I tried multiple times to kill myself. Obviously never succeeding. Love is cruel and no matter what you think so is the person that "loves" you.
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Teen FictionWriting is new to her maybe it will help. After everything that's happened she deserves the help. She shouldn't hate life everyday and have the dreams she does. There not even dreams there more like night terrors.
