* CLOSED DOORS *
I cry myself to sleep at night
Just wishing it would stop.
Maybe tomorrow it will cease.
Then again, maybe not.You push me and you poke me.
You call me hurtful names.
To me, it's like a prison.
To you, it's fun and games.Your heart is made of ice,
But it doesn't even deserve that.
Mine was once a rainbow,
But you have moulded it to darkest black.I hate you; I hate everyone.
There is no one I can trust.
Are you proud of what you've done?
You've turned my soul into dust.I wish there were a door I could open,
A simple path I could tread.
I don't want to be stuck here forever
In this endless spiral of dread.— credits to Jane Kirby.
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Author's Note :
1. First of all thanks to those who supported and voted this story. Kudos to all of us.
2. I just made it short. Nahihirapan ako sa bawat chapter. May pinaghuhugutan kasi yan. Hehehe
3. I have my inspiration in this story but it is not copyright.
4. It is the first story that I finished. Madami akong nasimulan pero madalas hanggang prologue and chapter 1 lang. Haha Kaya kahit maiksi lang to. I am proud of myself. Yehey!
5. Guys please do not do this at home or everywhere. Ginawa ko to para kahit papano maging aware yung mga BULLIES dyan. Tigilan nyo na. You don't know how it feels and you don't know anong pwedeng mangyari. Sa mga nabubully at nabully, do not do this. This is just a fiction. Okay.. Sa panahong durog na durog kana may isa pa rin bubuo sayo. You just need to talk to him by praying. Then do your best and God will do the rest. Prayer is the most powerful communication to God. Di kailangan ng load at di kailangan ng signal.
Thank and Godbless everyone.
Its 12:56am.
November 1, 2020. Awwooo!!!Panalangin para sa kaluluwa ng mga yumao.
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AT THE END OF THE DAY
by: rakishfairy_
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At the end of the Day [COMPLETED]
Short Story"Breaking my bones can heal, breaking my heart cannot... The wounds in my heart leaves a scar.... a scar that last until the day I die."