cutter ;; kth

ninth

nine: and that person is me

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"Ophelia!!!" i shouted her name from across the school hallways. when i saw her come in to halt, i immediately strutted to her. i grabbed her wrist tightly. i heard her wince, that made me loose my hold onto her, dragging her to someplace quiet, not looking back.

"look, Ophelia, i'll be honest here." i started. "i had a big brother, but he died."

"and that's because he had major issues he's going through that led him to self-harm and eventually suicide."

"when i heard the news, i felt a pang of guilt and regret wash through me, i haven't eaten for days because of my brother's death."

"then i thought, i should've seen it earlier, right? that he's been hurting so much and i couldn't even see it. i was so freaking selfish that i only think about my feelings and not even bothering to hear his."

"my point is,"

"is that i couldn't stand anyone special to me drift away from my life anymore."

"what are you trying to say?" she asked.