Days are passing by....I tend to see the worst me...the me whom I never wanted to meet....the me who keeps on torturing me....
I feel like I am dying inside....but as I am the responsible one for this all...
"I HAVE CHOSEN TO HEAL; BUT WHY DO I SEEK FOR MORE PAIN??¿¿"....
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By now I have been a dropout....I am a drug addict....nothing feels wrong yet nothing feels right either....
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"EXCUSE ME MAM!! ARE YOU AWOKEN??"- a voice travels in the air..
I open my eyes.....and the person near me...says that I look alright....
It's been a week...that I am hospitalized....
Well...it was nothing new...
I was found high near the mental hospital....that is why I am here...
All I hear is scream; laugh and gossips......
I have realized that why am I here...that is to completely cure myself from this pain....
A single day felt like a year to me.....I was treated as the mad one....there were some people who fought with each other...screamed at each other...some would hit themselves.....
It was a horrible situation.....yet I tried my best to survive there...and somehow managed to be cured from the pain...
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(AFTER 7 YEARS o_Oo_Oo_Oo_O)
"I now live alone....I work in an office....I have my studies restart and completed....I feel like I'm contented the way it is😆😆...."
( BEEP!!BEEP!!BEEP!!)-The alarm rings.........⏰⏰
I wake up along with the chirping of the birds🐦🐦...I look outside the window....look at the blue sky☁☁....
I take a deep breathe....and let it go!!!.....
I do remember those days...where I was afraid of everything....where I thought of escaping rather than to face it...but now I won't do it again😌😌.....
I brush my teeth....wash my face....
watch at the mirror at the rack.....and then say to myself ,
" It's time to test it again..."
...take out the medicines from the drawer.....take out the knife and....try again and again till the last breathe....
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(BY WRITER-THIS IS THE LAST PART OF THE STORY...HOPE YOU LIKED IT!!)

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RandomI'd describe it as a story...that seems to create ScArS with her life...yet she tends to shine within her own universe🌌🌌 But is it really possible to do so??¿¿