Hurt •Niam•
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Niall was constantly made fun of by his family, friends and piers about his weight,appearance and personality.
They always claimed it was teasing or playful critic. Didn't mean it hurt any less.
Niall was 11 when a blade was drag over his skin.He was smart about it,cutting when he was alone, leaving cuts over his thighs.
Never did Niall get to comfortable, always wore sweatpants.The weather in England was perfect,never did he have to wear shorts.
Liam is a typical high school student,got fairly good grades,his friends were nice people;idiots at times but still nice people.
Niall is at the park, sitting in a tree.Looking out at the sunset,his mind going blank.
Liam,a boy he only knew from math class,call out for him.Noticing the tree was old and slightly unstable.Niall jumps as he hears the voice, the tree tips slightly.
"Please come down"He yells "You'll get hurt."
"I already am "Niall whisper
~Written by Niamlovechildren~
*i legit made this when I was 13 so it's so cringy and emo.So stop commenting relating to the cringe because I'm over all of the things mentioned, thanks :)*
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