"You are no one!! Who the hell would ever want you?!" People scream at you. Slowly breaking down your esteem, piece by piece.It starts as teasing. Harmless name-calling evolving into repetitive verbal abuse. Then violence, leaving physical scars and ripping your self-esteem in two. You feel alone and deserted. You feel as though there is no one to turn to, that the dark is beginning to corrupt you. You cannot escape it, so instead you embrace it instead. Act on those negative thoughts. Become a murderer, kill all those who have wronged you. But at the end of the day, ask yourself...
Who am I?
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FanfictionNo one could ever understand the pain of her life. The loneliness of her existence. No one is able to even comprehend how big of a gap is between her and everyone else, even other depressed teens like her...
