I slowly opened my eyes. I hissed in pain as I tried to move from my position.
I was in the same position where I fainted.
I lifted my shirt and I broke out in tears at the large bruise that covered my stomach. It was in a disgustingly black colour. My body hurt too much and I was having difficulty breathing.
After many difficulties and pain, I managed to stand up but as soon as I tried to straightened up, I felt a griping pain in my stomach.
I moved towards the bathroom and when I looked at myself in the mirror, I wasn't sure who I was looking at anymore. My face had bruises,the side of my head was bleeding and my arms had scratch marks on them.
What the hell happened.
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The Girl who wears Sweater
Historia Corta"One of the hardest parts of life is deciding whether to walk away or try harder." ------------------------------------------------ Story of a sad & lonely girl and a curious boy. ***trigger warning
