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Depression is like a war. You either win or you die trying.

She walked down the street alone and cold hugging her body for warmth.

Her small feet made crunching noises from the autumn maple leaves against the dark ground in a lonely alley.

Memories flooded her with stories she has heard on the news-

She saw a dark figure, A shadow on the wall, it looked just like the demons she sees in her dreams, only it was a reality.

She felt a pair of eyes over her, so she quickened her pace and a man suddenly appears around her and tugs onto her purse and everything falls to the floor.

The man stole her credit cards, money, and phone and she ran away, now lost and she has her old phone she cherished from her mother now stolen, and the money she needed for the loan sharks that were after her father.

It's so strange that autumn is beautiful, yet everything is dying.

7 Days // min yoongi~ ✓Where stories live. Discover now