Me
I can't anymore. I feel so useless. No, I don't feel useless, I am worthless. They make me feel like shit. Maybe my middle name is "trash" but my parents took it off.
Oh, I forgot. I'm alone, in my room. Again. Always alone.
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I decided to update two chapters today... because that's life. And because I felt like it.
No, no, let's be real, it's because thanks to a few of you that voted my chapters! I mean like, what's more encouraging than having people comment and voting?
So, thanks so much, I love you guys <3
YOU ARE READING
When Reality Strikes
Short StoryOne girl, named Jem but labeled as mentally-troubled, paranoiac. Has she ever asked to see a psychologist? No. Was meeting an unexpectedly meddlesome Jackson in her plans? Never in the world. Nonetheless, in life, you got to expect the unexpected...
