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It hurts. All the names they call you. All the things they say to you. She couldn't handle it. She only had one release that worked for her.
The magical silver blade running across her skin. No one suspects a thing. She happy. Always laughing but underneath her mask.
She's dying. No one can hear her internal cries for help. No one can hear except for one.
He'll risk anything just to help her to keep holding on to her life. Even if it's by a thread.
He watches her. Watching them calling her names. Tripping her. Punching. Smacking. Anything they can do to hurt her.
Not just emotionally, but physically. She just doesn't know that he was one of them.
But when she finds out It Hurts.
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