She had lost hope from her parents,
her soul,
and of course, her life.
But who is she?
Edit 5/13/22: Hey, so I may have written this when I was maybe 13 years old. So I might as well edit this story, and see what goes from there. However, give me ti...
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She was walking with the scars of hell....
She was walking with pity in her eyes....
And still nobody didn't help her....
She started to cry, but she stopped all of a sudden. The girl saw a light, she thought there was still hope. She started running to the light. Once she reached it, the light faded away. Once again, darkness fill the air. The girl started to cry; she started to cry in sorrows. But then she choked. Tears came out of her pity eyes; hoping someone will help her. But still, no one came to help. The girl fell on the floor, still trying to gasp for air. But there were no such luck to save her.
Her body is now lifeless...
Now she can rest in piece...
Or not...
The girl suddenly woke up, this time she was in her room. She started to breathe heavily. The girl then realized that it was all a nightmare. She started walking to the other side of the room to look at herself in the mirror. In the mirror, stood a little girl with lifeless eyes, and giant scars. She was only wearing a white nightgown, which is ripped, old, and bloody. The girl didn't want to cry, so she said one thing before she leaves mirror alone.
