Aki is in her house. Tears drip, dripping on her.
Blood dripping on her arms.
She has been cutting herself...
No one cares about me.
I have no right to live.
I'm a mistake.
Why do I exist?
I'm worthless
I'm nothing.
She put her knife down.
She washed the blood off, and tried to get rid of the smell of blood.
She wore light grayish blue arm warmers to hide the cuts.
She lay on her bed, using her phone. Bags on her eyes.
She has been crying herself to sleep.
Until she met him.
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Love Struck
RomanceA love story between a depressed and tired girl. And a energetic, Charismatic boy.
