Secrets Behind Your Eyes.
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This story is about the aftermath of your suicide. How it affects your family and home. Showing how it all changes with your death.
This is something I wrote originally to tell myself what would happen if I ever hurt myself. To keep me motivated in a way.
The story isn't something for you to read if you are easily affected by things like this so keep that in mind, please.
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