The stranger that saved my life

Beau brooks love story

Nina's P.O.V

I hate my life I hate my life I hate my life. I had always been sorta depressed ever since my dad left when I was 10 (now I'm 18) I just always feel like I have no purpose and that I shouldn't be here. I always feel as if the world would be better without me. But I don't have the nerve to make it that way. I opened the box beside my dresser, I looked inside there lied a razor. The razor I used to cut with. I looked at for a split second and started to cry my eyes out. Then my mom came in and I quickly closed the box. "What's up honey?" She asked. "Not much." I replied. "What's the matter?" She asked. "It's nothing" I told her. "Okay if you need to talk I'm here" she said. My mother didn't know that I had ever cut. Whenever I cut, I would just hide it until it healed just enough so that it wasn't noticeable. It was getting late but I couldn't sleep. So I decided to just stay up and listen to music.

I listened to one of my favorite songs at the moment. "Counting stars by One republic" I sang the words in my head ℓαтєℓу ινє вєєи ℓσσѕιиg ѕℓєєρ... Soon I drifted off to sleep.