Tortured Soul Asylum

Tortured Soul Asylum

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Amber struggles with living after her best friend commits suicide. Her life was never so great before that incident happened in the first place. She has no will to live and attempts suicide time and time again. Finally, she is put into a long-term psychiatric hospital, only to then be transferred to an asylum. Little does she know that she will lose her mind completely while there...until a truth is uncovered and she finds that there is more to her past and present than what she realizes.
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A girl has her problems, no matter what happens. There will always be a biological problem with a girl, even if she denies the problem’s existence. She will have your days whenever she is down. Her problems... killing her soul little by little. But she doesn’t always want the death to be apart of her. As she fights her depression, the numbers of scars rising and the blood being lost, Ever-Grace finds herself losing herself. With the departure of her friends companionship and her boyfriend’s love, will she ever be the same ever again? Will she ever be in love with herself like she used to be? With sanity ever be apart of her everyday life like it used to be? Will it come so easily like it once was...? Will anything ever be the same like it used to be or will it ever not? There are so many questions to be answered but nothing that the tendency of being answered. As time passes by with all the stupid emotion, she loses herself. She loses the love for herself that might never return. Or will it? Nothing is guaranteed. Not even the death of me.

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