Silence

Silence

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The world is so quiet. The trees have never been so still. The sky is a creepy orangy red colour. Is the world ending? I sure hope not. I went to my room and started to pack a bag with money, a empty water bottle and one of my favourite books "the perks of being a wallflower" I love this book. I could re-read it over and over agian. The main character is soooo relatable. I know I could be over thinking the whole situation about the world ending and stuff, but over thinking is one of my worst traits. Better safe then sorry I guess. All my dad ever does In his spare time is sit in his study and constantly type on the computer. I always ask him what he was typing but he always said something a long the lines of "nothing... dont worry" I knew he was lying I just couldnt be bothered fighting him about it. I spend most of my time being the mother of the household. Looking after my two seven year old twin brothers joe and dan. They are the only thing that makes me happy. Mum and dad u
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The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

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