The Grey

The Grey

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Once upon a time a girl disappeared and the world stopped. Everything stopped, this girl seemed to be everything to everyone. The girl with chocolate brown eyes everyone complimented was gone. The girl whose hair was long and black, everyone wanted it. The girl with the well carved body that everyone was jealous of. The girl that was known by everyone made the world stop. The girl that made the world stop was me, I used to be that girl that everyone loved. Now, look at me, I'm practically dying. Death has no response to me screams, It ignores my pleads and threatens me every now and then. All though it does this to me, I couldn't care less. I own death.
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Once upon a time, there was a beautiful girl who was unable to see her own worth. She found beauty in the simple things, like roses, kind smiles, good music, and a deep conversation. But she was not simple, so she was unable to see anything worth while about herself. This girl was beaten down by the cruelties of this world, but then she meets him, her prince charming. But can even he convince her of her true beauty? Or will she ruin any good that comes into both his and her lives forever? ----- This is a story about a girl named Jane who is forced to be someone she is not. I wrote this story because I feel like we all have to conform to be how society wants us to be, when that's not who we really are, sometime in our lives. But we all have an escape. Sometimes it's through music, reading, friends, or whatever. Jane's escape comes through a boy named Mystery who helps her grow and flourish who she really is. Please read, it means so much to me because writing and helping others is my personal escape! I love you all so much! It's almost completed! I understand that my grammar is not perfect so please be patient with me because I will fix it someday! ;) *NOTE* This story contains some graphic scenes of self harm and suicide. Read at your own risk. This story was meant solely for awareness.

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