Death. Death was a strong word. But when you've lost everyone you love to it, it becomes 'not so big' anymore. Everyone's scared of ghosts, right? Well, when death becomes 'not so big' the ghosts become more friends, than enemies. It's been a month since, since my whole family left me, to fend for myself. Then one by one there went the guardians. Not once did the family who killed themselves think about me. They didn't turn back once to think about what I would do, how I would feel when I was left alone, with no one. - “That feeling when your not necessarily sad, but you just feel really empty.” -Unknown - ©Copyright. All Rights Reserved to @LavenderAndVanillaAll Rights Reserved
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