The stories in my flesh (Sequel to scars)
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  • Reads 13,512
  • Votes 1,062
  • Parts 56
  • Time 4h 16m
Ongoing, First published Nov 05, 2014
Mature
I look around the circle it's my turn to talk, I look down at my lap. " I knew a girl who liked to draw. She drew pictures that nobody saw, she was more artistic during the night. In the cold shower out of any sights. She kept a secret no one knew, she didn't tell a soul her gallery grew. Her drawings were different, no paper no pens, but a bandage here and there."
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