Scars
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Hello everyone reading this!My story is about a girl thinking she's not worth it and ends up trying to take her own life.She ends up failing ,gets rushed to a hospital.She soon finds out she meant the world to the one person she thought would never care.I try to have a main part just about all that's mentioned I won't be putting a TW in all parts bc it's to much so everything in the story will be mentioned on the first page.The story has a few different endings so you can pick what ending you like best.Thank you for reading this enjoy your story.
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