End it all

End it all

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It was a rainy day. Everyone was casually walking through out the city. With their umbrellas not being able to see what was above them but in front of them. There I was sitting at the top of the building. Crying my eyes out. No one had asked if I was ok or not through out my whole life. It was the last time I would wait for something good to happen. So I sat for a bit on the edge of the building I looked down. Such a beautiful scenery. I got up know this would be the last day of my life. I closed my eyes. Goodbye world. My wish to the world is for it to be a peaceful place for any living thing. This is her daughter. She could not continue and decided that suicide was a better idea than to keep going and all thanks to you guys, really ideal. Ok guys I know why am I writing this. Well I'm trying to raise awareness in people who might have depression. So please guys keep attention to the people around and make sure they are ok. Also I am not actually her daughter this is a story not real. None of the pics or videos belong to me. But the whole story belongs to me.
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I'm about to tell you a story about a girl. A normal girl. A girl that had no cares in the world, until her trust for it was stripped away. When you read her story, you'll find yourself trusting her, loving her, rooting for her. But you see, not everyone gets to trust the world. Not everyone has a happy ending. --- Halfway through the kiss however, his attitude changed; instead of being a loving embrace, it became a fierce trap. His grip on her waist tightened, trapped her where she was instead of simply holding her where he wanted her. The hand in her hair grabbed a section of it, enforcing his demand for her not to go anywhere. Before she knew what was happening, he left go of her hair, and pushed her to the ground. She gasped, suddenly able to breathe. He stood up and walked over to her. He placed a soft hand on her cheek, just like he used to when he was telling her how special she was to him. None of the emotion was there this time however, all she could feel radiating from his was rage. "You shouldn't have run off, babe," he said bitterly. "I was about to show you how much I loved you. Instead, I now have to show you what happens when you anger me." --- The men regarded her, before she was shoved to the ground and one produced a whip. There, laying broken on the floor, as the other girls watched, she was whipped. Slowly, she felt her skin breaking in time with her heart and her will.

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