Running, I'm always running. From what exactly? Myself. No one can help me, everyone has tried. But they all failed and now I'm stuck. Stuck in the shithole of a place, where I can't escape. She screams at me, but now I don't hear her anymore. Why doesn't she just stop? Sometimes I feel the need to sew her lips together.
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Unfortunate.
Teen FictionLuna fights her way through her teenage life. Abused emotionally and physically by her mother, she is pushed down deeper and deeper into her already depression.
