Hello,
I don't understand it. How can people inflict misery on others? Maybe I'm still too young to fully grasp the concept. I know the world is unfair but how can men be like that? I want to know how the can stand to look themselves in the mirror every day knowing they broke someone, knowing they used someone.
I don't know about you but every time I think of something even remotely rude or hurtful I've done... Well, I can't stand it. Hate clouds my thoughts. Hate for myself. Why would I do that? Imagine how that person had felt. Would you want that done to you? These thoughts push me to try and avoid being a bad tempered person. Maybe it is just me.
Look outside. Go ahead, no one will notice. No matter what's laid out before you, somewhere nearby is a girl. A girl who is being used & broken in two. Whether it's a "fuckboi" or just someone close to her. Anywhere you are someone near you is in pain. How is that fair? How is it that no one realizes that what is happening is not okay? Maybe it's simply just because no one cares as long it's not someone. But let's face it, at one point or another it will be them.
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Another World
Short StoryAnother World is a collection of different stories that take place at night. Each night holds something different. Perhaps you'll dive into a killer's mind or maybe even the victims. Or perhaps you'll hear about a true paranormal experience or mayb...
