I run and run ,screaming for help
I don't see anyone, anything...but that one door.That one white door
"I don't wanna be here anymore..." I sob, my knees on the floor, feeling frightened about what might happened again.
What if I can't get out of here?
No one knows I'm here....
As I saw someone opened the white door. Hearing footsteps of a human towards me,
I feel scared so I didn't look up.
I feel the steps closer and closer.
I can feel the breath of a man.Chills begin to run in my skin..the smell of a chocolate perfume I couldn't just forget.I know this man.
I look up slowly, trying not to freak out but as I saw his brown eyes, pinkish lips that I missed alot, his pale skin, paler than he was....he was still..
Alive.
"Hey, it's been awhile..."
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I Murdered Myself
Teen FictionThis is about a story of a girl name Kristen Buckett who's been drowning herself in a dark place. Who will fix her? Who will drag her in that dark place? That dark place which is filled with mystery and answers.
