Sorrowful Goodbyes

I get up from where I lied and made my way to the bathroom; I sheepishly I raise my hand to turn on the light and face the mirror I felt like I was dead inside, having everything move in slow motion around me. I look up at my reflection again; my hair looks hangs lose, my bangs almost covering my eyes, my skin looks pale and sickly with dark circles under my eyes. It's because I'm not sleeping or eating properly, I don't see the point of those humanly functions anyways; the only thing I could focus on was that it was my entire fault. It was my entire fault; I think again gripping the sink. I look at myself with hatred.

A short story about a girl named Amanda and the struggle with depression she has to go through because of something that happened to her in the past

WARNING
This story may contains depression/ suicidal triggers please do not read if you are easily affected, also this story doesn't promote suicidal behavior outside of fiction if you are having these types of thoughts please seek help

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