"I whimpered as her hand connected to my cheek again. I had been doing everything i could to keep her from finding out. But again, nothing was ever good enough for her. Her fist made contact with my body once again, and i began to lose consciousness. I had to get out;"

[NOTICE! I am slowly updating this to make it better! Please don't judge my writing abilities on this story for I wrote it many years ago! Thank you :)] Draco Malfoy is disowned by his family for not becoming a death eater. Depression overtakes him and an unlikely person attempts to help him. Will he be saved, or will it all become too much? (Dark Enough by Amanda Lopiccolo, Baby don't cut by B-Mike) Here is the sequel to this story: (It's my life) | https://www.wattpad.com/248998644-it%27s-my-life-drarry-sequel-to-dark-enough-draco%27s

poems about self harm and depression