La Música de la Vida

La Música de la Vida

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Muchas veces pensamos que nuestras vidas no tienen sentido, pero lo que no saben es que siempre hay algo positivo en ellas. Por eso es que yo les estoy escribiendo esta historia, mi propósito es que cada uno de ustedes sepa cuál es su propósito en la vida. Yo no soy psicólogo, pero intento ayudar a cualquier persona. Cada uno de ustedes sabrá cual es su propósito, yo solo los ayudare a encontrarlo, dándoles consejos. Quiero incitarlos a que me dejen sus comentarios con preguntas y cualquier situación, para que yo los pueda ayudar, yo he tenido tantas situaciones que me han dado la capacidad de ayudar a los demás que lo necesiten, ya saben que los espero, ustedes me ayudaran a a escribir mi historia, cada capitulo sera un consejo en respuesta a cada pregunta, necesidad, preocupación o inquietud que ustedes tengan.
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I ran through the rain with my umbrella, looking desperately for any sign of Hyunjin. Minho had called me saying that he and Seungmin had walked in on him cutting himself and that he had ran away right afterward. I needed to find him before he caught a cold. It was raining so hard that it was hard to see anything and the sound of the rain hitting my surroundings was beginning to feel extremely overwhelming. ------ Hyunjin struggles with urges he tries his hardest to keep to himself, Bottling them up until they were more than he could bear, then breaking. It was a cycle no one in the group had seemed to notice yet. They neglected to notice the tears, the anger. They turned the other cheek without knowing when he was so close to balling his eyes out. It wasn't that they didn't care, he knew that if they knew what was going on they'd help. He didn't want help. Felix has been having nightmares every night for a while now, each ending with someone he loved dying. the dreams were becoming more and more vivid, and almost every one of them ended in suicide. Felix was becoming paranoid, constantly checking on everyone he could to make sure that they were ok, he was scared. !!!LISTEN UP PEOPLE!!! This story is obviously going to contain some pretty sensitive topics like self-harm and suicide, so if either of these trigger you, please don't read. I don't want anyone getting hurt.

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