God's Little Angel

God's Little Angel

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Mar 15, 2016
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Romance
Suicide and self-harm. Two strong phrases that, believe or not, the world still seems to ignore. There are several causes to such actions, from bullying to an overwhelming hate for one's body. Mandy Witts, a 19 year-old freshman in college, struggles in life due to the thoughts of suicide and self-harm. No one notices the pain she goes through, they only notice when they hurt her, deliberately. Mandy lost both of her parents in a unexpected car crash when she was 12 years of age. Being that she was asleep, Mandy was unaffected by the crash, physically that is. Seven years later, she lives with her grandparents, who do not notice the pain she's going through even though it's quite obvious. Being bullied at school because of a certain occasion only increases the pain Mandy faces. But, no matter the pain Mandy inflicts upon herself or the thoughts that run through her head, she always prays. Night after night after night, after she continuously slices up her arms, she calls for God, pleading with all of her might for help. One night, after she's had enough and she ties the rope to the non-spinning ceiling fan and is about to kick the chair, God answers. Flip through this mind-boggling story of Mandy's fight against depression in order to see if she conquers it or if she loses it. God is always watching.
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I like inflicting pain. Not on others but on myself. Some people would call me depressed but I'm not. If anything the pain makes me happy. I started "self harming" at the mere age of nine. Or at least, that's what she called it. My therapist, I mean. She ended up giving me a life time supply of antidepressants and some shitty advice. I'm now eighteen, rotting in jail, and awaiting my death sentence. This is my story and if I'm quite honest, you don't want to hear it. +++ awards: ➵ Winner, Short Story Category, "Summer Book Awards" @Capybara100 ➵ Overall Winner, "Summer Book Awards" @Capybara100 status: ➵ started - 19/08/17 ➵ finished- 07/11/18 note: ➵ Please don't copy me. I don't appreciate it and will block you and report you. No writer likes to be copied and neither do readers. Readers want something which is unique and original.

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