"Mike, please! Stopped this bipolarism!" Said to me Calum, because he watched me when i've pulled some punch to the wall of school.
"I'm such a loser. World don't deserve me." I've start to cry. I'm very hurts. So fucking much.
"What's up, brò? I understand you..." Calum looks like so Sad.
"Oh no, you can't, Cal!"
"Stop! You have so much blood at your fingers! Stop to hurt yourself, brò!"
"I don't give a fuck."
"Why did you do that?"
"Calum. I'm self harm."
"Michael..."
"I'm sorry brò..."
I'm crying like a baby. Mom's haved right.
I'm a stupid baby.
I hate me. I'm an idiot.
YOU ARE READING
HATE.
Short StoryHi, i'm Michael. And I hate everyone. *I'm italian, And i've try to write this short story in English, so sorry for the grammar... Enjoy :)
