Broken Beyond Repair

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Parts 26
Time 2h 12m

Reads 6,171
Votes 234
Parts 26
Time 2h 12m

I squeezed my way through the abundant number of people, trying to get to the exit. I bumped into a lot of shoulders, until I found an opening. As soon as the door was in my sight, I heard Jessie calling out my name. Her voice grabbed my attention, and I briskly turned around. I knocked right into a tall figure, causing me to lose my balance and fall. All the people dancing blocked my vision so I couldn't grab onto anything to prevent myself from falling. My arms met the hardwood floor as I tried to catch myself, sending a shock of pain through my arms.
    
    "Forgive me ma'am." Someone said while extending an arm down to me. 
    
    "It's fine. No harm was-"
    
    
    ✰ Status: FInished
    
    
    NOTE*** This story contains mental illness and suicidal themes. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION!
    
    ***and mild cussing
    
    My grammar probably sucks
    I  researched thoroughly on bpd to portray Damien's character correctly but I'm sorry if it's not accurate. I in no way meant for the portrayal of someone with a borderline personality disorder to be represented wrong or only seen from stereotypes.
    
     
    
    ★ Best Rankings ★
    
    Assault- #1
    Borderlinepersonalitydisorder- #1
    Bpd- #8
    Captive- #44
    Selfharmawareness- #55
    Darklove- #57
    Mentalillness- #81
    
    
    Copyright © 2020All Rights Reserved

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I squeezed my way through the abundant number of people, trying to get to the exit. I bumped into a lot of shoulders, until I found an opening. As soon as the door was in my sight, I heard Jessie calling out my name. Her voice grabbed my attention, and I briskly turned around. I knocked right into a tall figure, causing me to lose my balance and fall. All the people dancing blocked my vision so I couldn't grab onto anything to prevent myself from falling. My arms met the hardwood floor as I tried to catch myself, sending a shock of pain through my arms.
    
    "Forgive me ma'am." Someone said while extending an arm down to me. 
    
    "It's fine. No harm was-"
    
    
    ✰ Status: FInished
    
    
    NOTE*** This story contains mental illness and suicidal themes. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION!
    
    ***and mild cussing
    
    My grammar probably sucks
    I  researched thoroughly on bpd to portray Damien's character correctly but I'm sorry if it's not accurate. I in no way meant for the portrayal of someone with a borderline personality disorder to be represented wrong or only seen from stereotypes.
    
     
    
    ★ Best Rankings ★
    
    Assault- #1
    Borderlinepersonalitydisorder- #1
    Bpd- #8
    Captive- #44
    Selfharmawareness- #55
    Darklove- #57
    Mentalillness- #81
    
    
    Copyright © 2020

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