"See ya 6 months daddy doo!" My brother screamed, attracting the attention of just about everyone in the train station. My brother is 26. And yes he's being serious calling him 'daddy doo'. Elliott has severe autism and was also born paraplegic. My dad works on an oil rig, leaving just the three of us at home. My mum has enough weight on her shoulders trying to look after El so I'm kinda just left to fight my demons alone. It also means that she tends not to notice that i always go to the bathroom after meals, 'blunt' razors super fast and come home smelling like an illegal substance after 'burning rubbish' at the stables. My horses are the only thing I have to live for anymore, but that doesn't mean i cant cut or purge when I'm around them, if they're getting fed and cuddles they don't care how broken you are on the inside.
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'A Special Kind Of Suicide'
FanfictionI'm Savannah, and i had what seems like the most blessed childhood. My parents showed their love for me through providing me with independence and opportunities, which is probably why no one realised before it was too late... *** Please be warned, t...
