Chapter 1: insecurities

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               Have you ever wondered if people talk shit about you behind your back,even your "friends?" Tyler was always wondering how people thought of him and if he was good enough.His parents were never there and abusive and non-social.This led to anxiety ,insecurities,depression,and self-harm.But nobody knew except himself,nobody would he would seem so happy while he was hurting so much inside.He told no one, he helped everyone caring everything they had atop of his own.Many suicide attempts, yet he just couldn't bring himself to go through with it.....

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                  "Hey Sam.." Ellie said in a tired voice."Oh what's up Ely"? Sam responded."Have you seen Ty?" She questioned."Oh uh, no I haven't." Sam said.Ellie frowned but waved and walked away."Ellie grabbed her phone to text Her best friend Julia Swindell.

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Eli: Hey bestie have you seen Tyler?

                                                                              Nope sorry bae :Juls

Eli:Damn its okay but ya know anything?

                                                                          Uh hm try waiting it out:Juls

Eli: Kk thanks ig

                                                                                       yh np :Juls

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                 She puts phone away & sighs
"Lookin for me"? a voice calls behind her.She whips her head around instantly knowing the voice."Tyler!"Exclaims ellie as a gesture she was happy to see him.She runs into his arms and he holds her in a passion filled hug.Until she realizes some odd paterned scratch marks on him. 

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