Not a physical pain.
Not my own pain.
But it hurt me only because
It was his pain. They treated him so
roughly and mean all in the name to
"make him understand."
You didn't have to drag him out by his neck and hit him to make him understand, he did understand. He also understood how mean you are. And that hurt me even more because I couldn't do anything.
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Short StoryJust a story, with short chapters about a girl and her laughs, smiles, tears, shouts, and blood featuring too. (the cover is lyrics of I'll be Good by Jaymes Young) ρяσρєяту σf ✩S.C.M.
