As I sat down on my bed I went onto my phone. I had like a hundred texts. I hadn't gone on my phone for about two months. I didn't know what I needed it for that bad. So I just stayed off of it. I also shut all of the people out of my life. I knew if I kept paying so much attention to them they would take control over my feelings and I hate that. My old ex, Harvey, did that to me all the time. I wished I would've never gone out with him. He would abuse me whenever I didn't answer his texts. My lock screen was him so I would remember to text him every hour. Everyday I would tell him I would want to break up with him but when the words slipped he would punch me in the stomache. I heard a knock on my door so I thought it was Harry. I walked to it and opened it. "Har-HARVEY?!" Then boom I was out.
a/n sorry I've been gone lately. It's just my cousins brother is now hurt and my whole family is a mess. Please keep up the prayers. Love you all!
