I woke up gasping and screaming. I was having a nightmare. My mom walks into my room. Hoping that she'll maybe make me feel better she walks over to me, drags my out of my bed by my arms and throws me on the floor. She begins kicking me, along with my Dad who begins to spit on me. When they are finished, I sit on the ground for a good 2 minutes before standing up. I sit back down on my bed and sigh. I pull back the sleeves on my jacket and look at my scars... reaching for my razor I feel an instant rush of shame wash over me. I knew what it was. I looked up at my we the kings poster, thinking about how disappointed they would be in me for cutting. I take a breath and say "just keep breathing". "I'm Kristina" I think to myself. "I'm 14 and I hate my life". I start to get ready for school dreading the terrible day that lies in front of me.
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now you're in New York (a we the kings fanfiction)
Teen FictionKristina is the ultimate we the kings fan. they help her through her tough times at home being abused. Walking down the streets of New York she sees Danny Duncan, and he helps her through her fight through depression
