'I'm the kinda girl who may be dying on the inside, cuts covering every inch of her body. But she has a genuine smile on her face. Trying her best to make others happy, Even if she's Not. I'm that girl.'
I wrote down in my notebook only to find a broken pen in my hand.
''What are you writing?" Ethan asked me, sitting up trying to look at the paper.
"Nothing," I said and threw my notebook across the room.
"Erm.. okay." He said giving me an unconvincing look.
"What time is it?" I asked him.
"I don't know.." He said looking at his phone "12:38"
"Oh shit Ethan! You gotta go!" I said pulling him up pushing him towards my half open window. "Go!"
He went out and said "Bye." I shut my window.
I turned my light off and layed down covering up, almost as if I was sick. Which was what I was going for. Not a minute later I heard my dad pull up. I just layed there. I layed there untill I fell asleep..
**DREAM MODE**
I was walking, The place I was walking in though.. So.. So.. Unreal. The only way I could describe it.
I seen A little boy walk towards me, reaching out to me.
"Are you an Angel?" The little boy asked.
"What?" I said in reply
"My mum told me that those who have marked wrists." He replied
"I'm not an Angel.." I said looking down at my feet.
"Of course you are. Mum said that only Angels harm them self's because they don't like life here on Earth. This world is destroying them and they're trying to get to Heaven again They are too sensitive to the pain of there own and others." He said running his fingers up and down my wrist
"You know, your mum is very wise." I said.
"Thank you. She's also an Angel but she has already returned home.." He said letting go, and slowly drifting into the white background.
"A shot to kill the pain, a pill to drain the shame. A purge to stop the gain, a cut to break the vain. A smoke to ease the crave, a drink to win the game. An addiction's an addiction, Because it always hurts the same," I heard a voice say. Then in an instant everything began to become blurry, shaking and falling to the ground.
**DREAM MODE OVER**
I had awoken only this wasn't reality. It was my never-ending nightmare.
"Never-ending" I said to myself. I sat up, began to shake. Trembling. As if I had one day to live..
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A Grim Reapers Love (On hold)
Teen FictionRenea basicly lives in Hell because of her "dad". But what happens when its her time, and she Refuses to go, All because she catches a glimpse of the Grim Reapers face and instantly starts imprinting on this beastly creature. Will it work? Can he c...