Demon

"I was sent here with a mission," He spoke lowly, his voice sounding deep and husky. "And very specific orders." His hazel eyes seemed to darken in color. "What kind of orders?" I asked in a soft voice. His eyes bore into mine as he walked closer to me. With every step he took towards me was a step back away from h...

Dear Bully

Dear Bully, Today the gym teacher forced me to wear a t-shirt. You saw my scars, and told me to just keep slitting my wrists. Do you just enjoy causing me pain? Is that it? Do you find such a great amount of pleasure, by causing me pain?