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Soba's world was falling right in front of her. She was terrified at this point. Everyone was her fault..or so she though..

Soba had locked herself away from everyone, not wanting to be seen ever again; Not even her father was aloud to see her.

She was breaking, depression, something normally that wasn't associated with her normally, was hitting hard.

Sobs left the females lips, her legs drawn close to her chest and her face buried in her knees. Her small frame was shaking. A bloody knife laid beside her, she had snapped, a few cuts were on her thighs and wrists.

Soba's hair was a mess, knots scattered throughout her long hair, some parts seemed to be shorter than the rest as if she had cut it.

Her small frame tensed when she heard her door being knocked on but she didn't say a word. Her eyes, red and moist, stared holes into the door basically. She knew she had locked it so no one could get in. She heard someone speak but she still remained silent, no one can see her like this..ever.