Panic. Panic. Panic.
Worrying for the future seems like the only thing I can handle.
Worrying for school. Worrying for college. Worrying for everything.
For my entire life.
There's no way that anyone can tell that I'm broken. They were all deceived by this perfect façade that I put up.
Isn't it amazing?
Those people who say that they would never leave you are those who turn their backs against you the moment they deem you unnecessary.
But isn't that what I am?
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Night falls.
I can never sleep.
I'm afraid of the dark.
It's dark inside where my demons hide.
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I'm so scared.
I am drowning in the sea and I struggle to stay afloat.
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Courage
Short StoryI am alone in the abyss of darkness. I want to breath. I need to. I couldn't.
