Despair.
That's how it all began.
My mother, who I love, was dispaired, because I left her. I had good reason, too. My step dad hated me, and the feeling was mutual. I know my mom loved me, because she at least called me.....once. Only to tell me she was done. She killed herself that same day. That is the only reason I'm back at this wretched place, writing this story.
Let's not forget to mention my ex, who was only with me so that he could cheat on me with my step sister.
The only good thing out of this was my best friend, but he had changed. I'm not sure if that was for the best or worse. All I know is that this may be the begaining of something...interesting.
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Hey, this is the first story I have written, so it might suck
Also, this story may be sensitive, talk to me, if you need, I'll be here~vessiah