I'm tired.
So tired.
My mind can't take much more of this.
Of life.
of living.
It's too dreary. It's too meaningless.
Will I only amount to nothing my entire life?
I'm tired.
I'm miserable.
I can't take much more.
Please just make it stop.
Make my life stop.
Please...
No answer
Just like I thought.
No one cares.
Why would they.
I'm nobody...
Well technically thats not true but im only half a real person. I'm a girl in a white box. A child in a confined space. A body without a soul. I have no meaning so therefore what's the point of my existence?
No answer.
I thought so.
Why don't I just end it?
Could I?
Should I?
I have the means...
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The unseen eye
General Fictiona thirteen year old girl is alone with her thoughts and the company of a guard, a mirror and her diary. she has no idea why she is even alive but when left alone thoughts are her only company. Disclaimer: this contains fictional emotive content. Sor...
