There he was, sitting on the chair beside the beepy thingy. The most wonderful and cutest guy I had ever seen. " Hi Lana, my name is Jack." I was so paralyzed by his cuteness thought I gagged on my own words making myself feel like I was drowning. I remember that day when my mom tried to drown me, all I could hear was the pounding of my heart and the blood rushing through my body, and gasping for air. I then woke up from the trance of me drowning and Jack hovered over my face like he was about to kiss me...! "What are you doing!!!" I screamed. "I was just seeing if you we're alright, it seemed like you we're choking." "No I'm fine so get out of my face please!!" I said demandingly. Even though I didn't want him to move, I wish he would just stare into my eyes and see all the pain I have went through and realize I'm not just one of those girls, but that I'm special and I need someone to love. We'll that didn't happen. So I have to forget about that dream because someone like that would never love someone like me. "Lana I have to ask you a question." The cute guy said "okay?" My voice said nervously "Do you remember me?" He said a little worried. "No, why would I know?" "I was just asking." He said a little sad. What had I don't to make him seem sad, and why would I know him I mean I feel like I know him from somewhere but at the same time I don't. "Hey Jack." "Yes!" He said so excited. "Will you come and lay with me please, I don't like hospitals." "Sure." He walked over to me and pulled up the covers, after he got in bed I could feel the warmth of his hands on my stomach like he was clinching on to me. Then I felt his hands move the hair out of my face. I turned over and asked what he was doing. Jack didn't say a word, but just stared into my eyes like he could see my life right through me. I was turning my head back over so I could go to sleep, but before I could he grabbed my head hard and kissed me. My heart had skipped a beat or just stopped it felt like a dream then he grabbed my shirt like he had done this before and ripped it...
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Poisoned
Horror"I'm a depressed person, don't know what to do with my life there's no point to it. My family beats me my friends stab me in the back and the wounds will never be healed. I feel like I need some closure from somebody maybe love... No...yes... I can'...
