when I was 13 i always cry because of my classmates. Laughing at me, bullying, Throwing things and many more. One of the naughty person I've ever met was, Zayn.
He always push me here, push me there, kick me here, drag me over there. I once decided to kill my self by drinking bleach, shot my self or some random things.
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months past and I decided to stay at home than to socialize with other people.
sitting infront of the piano help me lessen my stress... I play my favorite piece 'The Prayer' when someone enter our front door.
"who's that?" I manage to say even though I'm kinda scared.
"its me, Zayn" the man said. my body started to shake.
"don't worry I'm here for you!"
