It's not like I ever hated you, it's just I can't stand looking at you.
Every time I try to think about my past it's like I'm reliving the same night over and over again, and I can't stop it. I'm trying to forgive you, but I can't, it's like a forbidden curse that has affected me not only physically but mentally as well.
There are so many things I want to show you, so many things I want you to feel how I felt to know my own struggles all these years.
You know, if anyone just heard my story and only heard my voice, they would think I was just making some silly story of this damned company. But I'm not lying, I never did, ever since I was born I can only guess the Hell that was going to happen to me.
This is one of those times, I don't think it'll ever end, never, I can never leave, I can't force myself to do such things like this anymore but I have too.
What I'm saying is: I don't hate you, but you need to stay out of my way.
YOU ARE READING
Stories I made last year that I can't just leave unintended
HorrorI made these stories back when I had the capability to write as much as I could until my school decided to kill me. So enjoy these stories that have gore, dead kids, depressing stuff, and whatnot. Good luck. Oh yeah, there's a lot of GORE did I men...
