Dear Moon,
I cut again.
It was after one of those girls got their boyfriend to punch me.
I now have a giant bruise on my stomach.
I needed a release.
Cutting did the trick.
I barely see mum anymore.
She's always out drinking.
Love Ashley.
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Selenophile
Short StoryDear Moon, I've discovered there's a name for me. Selenophile (n) Someone who loves the moon. It fits me perfectly. I do love you, why wouldn't I? When dad left, I also lost mum, mentally. So I've became alone, until I began to talk to you. Yes, I k...
