Travis

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I never really had a happy life.,

My mother died from my birth.

My father was a drunk and he didn't even care for me.

Instead I took care of him.

I fell into a depression, and I felt useless.

Until I stumbled across a boy; Zane.

He helped me out when I was in the hospital that one time.

But we got into an argument.

And he left,

Just like everyone else.

I didn't want to eat,

or sleep.

I didn't want to live either.

Because I did something wrong.

I was slitting open my skin when Zane came that one day.

I cried; I hugged him.

“Its okay, let it all out,” He told me. “Im not leaving again anytime soon.”

When we went upstairs he saw the cuts and told me not too. He said that it was bad..

He showed me his scars, they were horrible.

It was a silence until Zane started to het closer to me.

My father came in;

He asked me where dinner was.

He was drunk.

He punched me in the gut, and I was knocked out.

When I was awake, Zane was screaming at my dad and launched at him. But Zane was the one who got hurt.

My dad ran away, he never really came back..

I sprinted to Zane and called 911.

That's when he really told me.

‘I love you’



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