"I'm like this because someone made me this way. " I said to her as I looked into her eyes. I never noticed how much her eyes resemble mine, except lighter. I couldn't tell if my eyes were naturally this dark or if it was from layers of secrets and pain that I had. I don't remember the last time I looked into the mirror and saw eyes that weren't dark and glossed over with tears. "no one made you like this. You just put up your was to avoid being hurt again because some hurt you before." She said and I chuckled bitterly at the realization that she was right. ___________ "Depression is like a war. You either win or dye trying." "Goth" "Freak" "Suicidal" These are all words used to describe Celosia December. The only thing is that no one knows. No one knows that she isn't happy. No one knows she draws pictures on her arms with a blade. No one knows she attempted suicide besides her family. She has no one. Until a girl she didn't even know existed teaches her to swim, not drown.Hak Cipta Terpelihara
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