Well this is where my story ends I guess (pun intended), and I would like to say thanks to the few people that have read my story and the ones that might read it in the future (your call).
This story started as a school project in my first year of college and as I always loved to write I really took this project seriously and enjoyed it.
I chose to write about mental health because it is not often talked about, the ending might be harsh but it is not my goal to talk negatively about mental health but to show that people need to be taken care of, it is not supposed to be a burden especially when you love people with or without a mental health issue.
Every person around has a battle they have to fight for and you might not know it, always be there for your friends, ask people if they are okay even when they are smiling and spread good vibes.
You are not alone in this fight, wether you are bipolar, or you have anxiety, just take care of yourself, you are not alone.
(ps: see you soon with another story, and sorry if I make mistakes or if i have a lack of vocabulary, I am not a native English speaker (; )
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when the story ends
Short StoryThe stoy of hazel stirling ended when her life turned upside down. One night her best friend disappeared and was found dead in the forest, by the lake. Between secret and mistery, where is the reality.
