I sat down on my bed wow it felt like a rock how the heck can anyone sleep on these. I had a roommate her name was Tracy she looked scary she had tattoos that covered her body crap she scares me "hey who the fuck are you " I looked at her scared out of my mind and IM pretty sure she could tell " you not gonna answer my damn question " I flinched "my my my my name is lily "I shuddered she relaxed her self " well girly how the hell did u get in here u scared little chicken" I giggled cause she was right I was frightened then my face clenched with anger "my
Mom is a bitch I hate her she thinks IM crazy but she doesn't know shit about me " I said anger in my voice . her eyebrows rose she was shocked at the words that came out of my mouth I kinda was to I never spoke about my mom like that . but before I knew it I was no longer scared she showed me what to do and where to go and I stuck by her . she was the queen of the crazy people no one talk trash about her they love her they would stay out of her way I admired her for that
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Teens Are No Different
Non-FictionA young girl name lily is discovering her feelings for the first time she is deppresed and has really bad anxiety she turns to self harm to try to get her through it but her boyfriend is there by her side
