Cuts
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  • Parts 41
  • Time 5h 2m
Ongoing, First published Aug 31, 2013
Mature
Stephanie is a normal 17 year old, like any other teenager. She’s not popular but has a genuine amount of friends. She has people she can trust.              But there is one thing about her life that is not normal, that she is constantly being criticized, humiliated, insulted, even by her friends.      No one notices how broken she is by all the rude comments she gets. She is way too much insecure and has been forever underestimating herself. She just laughs over everything, just to ignore it in front of everyone but when she is alone, no one knows what happens with her.        "The happiest people are the most broken."     She has been hiding all the cuts, tears, suicide attempts from everyone.     Until Harry Styles enters and her life takes major turn. No one noticed how damaged she was but he did. But are the cuts going to be there forever?     *The story contains self harm, bullying, drug use, eating disorders.*
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