Save Me (English Version)

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One tear, than another, I'm crying, like every day. A razor blade in my right hand, the returned wrist. My daily addiction. The fresh objet touches my frail skin, letting go a few drop of my blood; my muscles tense, my heart sinks. I deepened my wound; a red line appears all the way of my forearm. I'm feeling alive; I'm erasing the pain, replacing it by grief. I want to continue, far as possible, so my reddish liquid is completely out. I've got everything I need, I just miss bravery and I'll be able to go, leave forever. I hope the pain is going to go away, when the death is going to take me. Life is just a way to suffer. The sensation of my injury allows me to ignore, to ignore the cries of my mother because of the violence inflicted by my own father. All the hate he got for me. I forget the not of my parent walking up the stairs towards my room. The hearing, behind walls, unfasten his belt, seen in the doorway, crossing his black eyes, filled with hatred, he approaches you, it makes you realize you submit stoop. He likes to hurt. I'm hurt every day; my wounds are there to remind me.

In front of my mirror, I'm afraid of myself. An extreme pallor covers my skin, my dull blonde hair, my reddened by tears blue eyes. My body is skinny, no roundness, no form. The scars on my wrist, blue inflicted by my father. I don't like me. I hate myself. From the top of my seventeen years old, I feel really small. Actually tiny against the world. My only refuge is music, signing. I learned piano in secret. My dad hates everything that touches music. He strikes me to keep my mouth shut when I sing. Nobody knows I exist. Me, Angel Hunter.

It seems that after life there is hell or heaven. But if we are already living in hell, is there going to be: life or paradise? Unfortunately, the only answer to my question is death. I would never have thought that the solution would be love.

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Okay, so hello everybody! This fiction is normally in French, on this account, and written by Marie Gamarra. My name is Marianne and i'll traduce this for you guys! So, enjoy :)

-Marianne

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 11, 2013 ⏰

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