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WARNING- this story may have some mature themes not suitable for younger children who do not understanding or know about the topic of depression and suicide. You have been warned. Empty. Emptiness is all she ever feels, she feels like she has no heart that it's just darkness, she doesn't feel, she hears all the mean words being shouted at her telling her she doesn't belong that no one loves her, that she should just go bury herself in a hole and die. She feels empty, she feels alone, she never feels happy, or joyful, all she feels is sadness, pain. She sits in her room for hours and cries, when she has no more tears she does one of the two things sits on her bed and stares at her wall, or she cuts. She doesn't want to stay, she doesn't want to live, she wants all the the torment, all her pain, and all her suffering to go away. This has been her life since she was 10, she is now 16 and still feels the same...
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