PewDieCry: I Have A Story To Tell

"I'm glad he only passed out, he could've really hurt his head. I stare at his pale face. How did that nice kid turn out to be this? I know nothing he did, does, or will do would change what I feel about him, but... I decide to take his hoodie off. Is a really warm day anyway, why is he wearing this? As soon as he's only with his shirt, shock fills my eyes. I stare at it. His wrists... I slowly pick his hand up and look closely. "Yes... I'm alright" His words echoed through my mind. The smile he had everytime he said that... Cry, you are not alright. I look at his left wrist, and notice words. I pick up his arm carefully, trying not to hurt him. These seem to be more recent that the other ones. I read; and I get more curious about this man's past more than ever. The bloody words that were hardest to read than I though surprised me; "I Have A Story To Tell"."

"looĸ aт мe. yoυ wenт тнroυgн all тнaт. all тнoѕe нorrιвle тнιngѕ тнaт ғollow yoυ тo тнιѕ day. and yoυ are ѕтιll нere. yoυr ѕcarѕ ѕнow нow ѕтrong yoυ were aт тнe мoмenт. тнere yoυ go, мoтнerғυcĸer. yoυ are aweѕoмe."

I believe all stories have a song. I hope you enjoy the song of this one. {With the time you will understand why I chose this one. It reveals a lot aout this story}

тнє ρяєтту яє¢кℓєѕѕ - υи∂єя тнє wαтєя

|Self-Harm, Suicide, Drugs, everything involved in this story are not okay, and they are never the answer. I am only writing it for fun. I am allways free to talk, I know what you're going through. If you need something, I'm allways there.|