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Bullets and depression/1D

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Bullets and depression. Similar things if you ask me. Bullets, what ever it comes in contact with it kills. It completely takes over the whole person; letting it die. Depression, it controls you. It's like the lock to cage that your demon is locked in. Depression sets it free and together it rules your mind, body and soul. So, when someone tells me "I'll kill you," I just laugh and say "Someone can't be murdered twice."  So to conclude bullets and depression, are like relatives. They are both predators and we are the victims. They hunt us down and kill. They are murderers, two common murderers.   ~~~~~~~~~   Ariana and Amber Waters are stranded in the middle of nowhere because of their so called 'Parents' who  abuse them. The depression and demons eating them alive.   They come across a cosy looking house.  They didn't know who it belonged to, they just knew if they didn't want to get hypothermia by the rain, they would have to knock.  So they did, and who answered the door you ask?    Why, it was Harry Styles. The leader of one of the most dangerous gangs in the world , One Direction.    ///// WARNING HAS DEPRESSION AND CUTTING AND SELF HARM IN STORY. READ AT YOUR OWN CONCERN. MAY BE TRIGGERING!/////All Rights Reserved

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