Noah
I stand in front of the mirror, slowly taking my shirt off, uncovering all of the bruises. Then, putting a bandage over my jaw.
"Noah!" My sister knocks on the door.
"Yeah," I say calmly.
"What's taking so long? I need to use the bathroom, too!" She yells.
"I had an 'incident' with Jaden, I'll just be another minute."
"Okay, I'll be waiting," she said more calmly.
I open the door and let her in. Before walking in, she took a look at my face.
"What happened?" She mumbled under her breath.
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McKenzieIt's not like I care, but it looks painful. Not just like, right away the pain goes away, but lasting pain. The kind that sticks awhile. But then again, I don't feel bad for him.
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NoahI've had this new feeling. It's a weird, creepy feeling. I've had it before, just a long time ago. I can't remember very well, but I want to... hurt. I want to hurt more. More and more. Until I won't matter anymore. Until I get all worn out. Until I finally fall asleep for awhile and won't wake. Until no one will know me. Until I'll be gone for so long, everyone one will forget. Until everyone will forget me. Everyone will forget my name, I'll make sure of that.
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Hope everyone still reads this. Hope everyone likes it.
Sorry for the short chapter.

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A Necklace of Hope
FantasyNoah. 16 years old. Bullied. Depression. Thoughts. {COMPLETE} SHORT STORY