P R O L O U G E.

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Prolouge:



"You think being so clossed off would protect you from others?" He said rain pouring down his hair and face.

"You don't know anything about me, NO ONE KNOWS ANYTHING." I shouted pain rushing to my body as I ran away from him, from the world and from everybody.

"I just wanna help you." he shouted his voice echoed in my head.

"I don't need help." I whispered to myself as I ran to my usually -spending my day at- place.

'I don't wanna help, I don't wanna be saved, I just wanna disappear.' I thought as i went further and further, passing the place I should go to, to a further one, so quiet, so horrifying, my favourite place in the world, where no body cares about you, even if you died there no one would notice.

Should I just end it and find happiness in another world?

Does happiness even exist?

If it does then why have I never felt it before?

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