Chapter 1 Late Nite
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My death wish? To die happy, that didn't go as planned. In fact nothing in my life ever went the way it was supposed to. The world always found a way around my plans. My name is Karlie Johanson and this is how I died.
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When reality splits [completed]
All I want is to be alone. I wish that no one existed. My name is Zeina. I don't talk much. Not at all actually. Well not really. I sign or write things down in my notebook. I can speak. But I really only speak to those I trust. Today I'm gonna die. Don't feel bad for me, I am choosing my fate after all. Im tired of living. It's exhausting really living up to your own expectations and the expectations of others. I'm sick of shaving every inch of my limbs, plucking my eye brows, doing my hair, getting dress. Honestly I'm sick of people. My hair is long and dark brown with blonde in it. I have bangs that hang over my face and ever so slightly across my eyes. I don't have friends. My family sucks. So if you're reading this I have a question for you. Are you an outcast too. Everyday I come home from school, take sleeping pills, and go to sleep. Now I just want to sleep. Infinitely. (A/N I'm currently editing this!)Complete
It's hard to survive a world where everything wants to kill you. Every corner you turn, every decision you make, and every breath taken. There's always something lurking, something craving to end your life. But when the world absolutely goes to complete shit, what can you expect?
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