Sad little short stories

Sad little short stories

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TRIGGER WARNING: some chapter may include cutting, suicidal thoughts, gone wrong romances, suicide itself, family problems, mental problems, depression, anxiety, OCD etc. and broken memories. Please if you are suicidal or cutting or have a problem please call these hotlines they are confidential meaning no one will know. national suicidal hotline: 1-830-273-8255 cutting hotline for teens: 914-393-1904 NDMDA depression hotline support group: 800-826-3632 There's always hope for everyone. DON'T EVER THINK YOU AREN'T WORTH IT. I am always here. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE come talk to me if you ever need it. Plus I suffer from depression and I suffer from Anxiety and OCD. So you do have someone to talk to. suicide is the number 2 reasons teens are dying is because of suicide. I AM NOT PROMOTING SUICIDE I WOULD NOT EVER DO THAT. DEATH IS JUST SOMETHING THAT INSPIRES ME TO WRITE. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GET HELP!!! it's a serious medical condition. PLEASE GET HELP if your self-harming, suicidal, or depressed because of someone cares. Including me. Messages are always open if you need help. Thank you.
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The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

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