SCARS
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Help!! Help me please!!!
He screamed in desperation....
I looked at the eyes of the man who bullied me for years, who treated me like crap and smiled.
Today, their life were in my hands..
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He was alone in the world. No one was there for him when he needed it the most. His heart was throbbing, an empty void had made shelter there. He needed love, but no one could see that. They couldn't see how much pain they had caused. They didn't know about the countless times he had cried himself to sleep. His new best friend was the blade. It had helped him go through the hardships he faced. It took away all the emotional pain he was in. He carved himself, hoping someone would take notice, and help him. No matter, how hard he cried out for help, he never received it. Everyone had ignored his cries for help. His parents had turn their backs on him. Why? Because he was an abomination, a disgrace. He didn't live up to his parents' expectations so they turned the other way, and never looked back
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