I wasn't always like this. I actually used to smile, laugh, and I used to be cool. But all of that changed when my parents died. When my parents were in that car i just didn't now what to do as I saw that truck hurrdling towards us. It hit them and took their lives from me. I was the only survivor. Now I am who i am and its all that accidents fault. This is me now and this is who I will always be. READ TO FIND OUT MORE

" u make me want do things i never do before " side note : im sorry if i make mistake!

She is sad She is hurt She is dying She is alone She is lonely She is a mess She is judged She is ignored She is suicidal She is stressed She is confused She is fucked up She is depressed She is misunderstood She is tired but still living She is hurt but won't show it She is screaming but is silent She is in pain but still smiling SHE IS ME WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS LANGUAGE THAY CAN BE UNCOMFORTABLE FOR READERS, ACTIONS THAT IS VIOLATE; SUICIDE, BULLY, ABUSE, ETC; THIS STORY ALSO CONTAINS SUICIDAL THOUGHTS AND ACTIONS**IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE PLEASE CLICK OFF

Depressed? Am I? Not a word to describe me. I am not happy but not sad either. I am just tangeled in all these mixed emotion that led me to be someone unfortunate. _ _ _ _ [STARTED: 22nd October, 2018]

There is a girl who sits in the corner. Her heart is crying out. There are people around her, but no one seems to notice her shout. But now her life seems empty. What's missing, she doesn't know. She wears a mask every day. Her true feelings she doesn't show. Her once colorful and cheerful life Has turned so dull and grey. She once enjoyed her group of friends; Now she just wishes them away. For when she is by herself, She can break free from her shell. She can let the unhappiness break free And unleash the devil from hell. Because at the end of the day, When everyone's in their beds asleep, The misery surrounds her, And the pain, it cuts so deep. She wants somebody to listen, Someone to understand. But when she opens up, Nobody wants to lend a hand. So she waits until the sun finally sets To open up once more. This time it's no longer in words, But it results in terrible sores. These sores cry their tears at night. The tears aren't transparent but a deathly red. As they cry, she feels a release From the terrible pain in her head. Some people would say she is crazy. Some people would say she is mad, But she can't resist the temptation when it arrives, Even though she knows it's bad. No one will ever understand this urge. It's something she can't explain. She feels shame for the scars on her body But always ends up doing it again. You see, this girl is a victim Of something she can't comprehend. Deep in her heart she knows she must stop, For her life she doesn't want to end. But for now it's the only way she knows To stop feeling the loss of love and care, Because at the moment she's invisible. No one notices she's there.

Y/N is a girl that has been in mental suffering since she was 9. Her one and only dream is to be with her favorite band, BTS. But everyone else says it's pathetic and useless, until one day, she was given an oppurtunity to meet BTS in real life. Will she accept the offer? or not? find out in the story (lol I'm bad at descriptions, but enjoy anyway😂)