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Noah's P.O.V.

"Go away you worthless piece of shit!"

"I don't need you! You're just a piece of junk that I can throw away whenever I need to!"

"DIE."

I still remember those words like a stab wound that never healed. It hurt. Yet I deserved it. I am worthless. I don't deserve someone to be there for me. To care for me. To help me. To save me.

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This is a made up story that me and giraffe-dallon thought of. It's still a bit of a work in progress on the plot so maybe sometimes I'll ask you people what should happen next. :D

I am planning on this being frequently updated short chapters so look forward to more!

written by: Alli

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