You know I've had so many people put me down, say I'm lying.
You know but I've also had people befriend me, tell me that I can trust them, then take everything I told them and spread it around. I've learned not to love, not to trust, to take the knife from them and and stab it in their hearts. I've learned to be alone wolf and separate myself from everyone and anyone. I haven't told you my entire life maybe, just maybe, I might.
If anyone truly cared they would notice the scars marking up my arms the bruises along my legs, the lonely tear always running down my face.
So before I tell you what the rest of my story is I should start with my name......
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My Hell
Non-FictionThis is the events the have actually happened, please don't make fun of it.