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Kitchen Knife

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Reads 22
Votes 5
Parts 1
Time 7m

anxiety depression emotional sadstory shortstory teen teenfiction

His shadow was wearing a black hoodie and black rugged jeans. On one hand, it held a quivering blade. The other hand was bare, his blue veins protruding from the pale skin that almost looked like it had never encountered sunlight. The blade made its way to the bare wrists, about to sink into skin...
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anxiety depression emotional sadstory shortstory teen teenfiction

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Don't Forget Me In The Morning

When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.