pitch black
I look around the black room
the screams and loud taunting
laughs from children
I was lost
I didn't know how to escape
I couldn't move
I had been tied or chained down
I realized
I remember the laughs
It was the orphanage
The same hell I dared to go to
I was here again
The only way out
I grabbed a piece of the breaking
glass
My hand brought itself up to my neck
as if it knew what to do
last seconds
My eyes shut as I panted as a dog
would when it gets thirsty
My hand went fast as I went
unconscious
My heart slowed down
My hearing died out slowly
The blood ran down my clothing
onto my hand
This book has a lot to do with suicide and the mention of it, if you are sensitive please close out🖤
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don't forget me//Sq
Fanfictionthe loss of a lover is one of the hardest things to go through with. mention of suicide and suicide happens if you are sensitive please do not read
