People saw the scars today, they asked me what happened. I'm so ashamed of myself.
People believed my lies though, saying that I went hiking in the woods.
Proud of the lies? I used the same ones to protect you.
Perhaps you are finally proud of me, since I actually accomplished something for once.
Please.
Please be proud of me for once.
Please give that sign.. I need it.
Please..
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My ABC's For You (Completed)
Short StoryGirl writes notes to someone dear to her who has committed suicide. Read her ABC's for him.
