They sit behind me .
Always whispering & talking
he says to her "go slit your wrists"
"drink bleach emo bitch"
"go die its not like anybody would care "
I try to stand up for her I try to say something
than finally ...
"maybe I will , your right no one will care."
oh wait ..
this is written all wrong
the people having a conversation aren't the people sitting behind me
the conversation is between me & the demon inside me..
YOU ARE READING
wrong story
RandomThey sit behind me . Always whispering & talking he says to her "go slit your wrists" "drink bleach emo bitch" "go die its not like anybody would care " I try to stand up for her I try to say something than finally ... "maybe I will , your right...
