Broken
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Abused. Orphaned. Stupid. Unwanted. Unloved. Those are the things I am. Abused by your own father? Only useless people get to feel that. Having your mom get killed for you? Even more painful. Having a dysfunctional family sucks. And I have to live with that every single day of my life. Me and my sister, against the world. Shes the only normal. The only rope keeping me tied to the ground. She's my everything. *** I stood there in disbelief. Staring at the lifeless body in front of me. I didn't feel anything. I was numb. I stared into the eyes of my now dead sister. Then reality seemed to hit me like a brick. I fell to my knees, the only sounds coming from my body were screams. Tears streamed down my face as the realization that the only family I had left was dead. How could she leave me? How could she do this? It wasn't supposed to be her! It was supposed to be me. I heard footsteps run up the stairs to me and gasp. The disbelief that someone would do this to themselves. The blood pouring from her wrists. The pool of blood. The razor blade inches away from her limp hand, covered in nothing but blood. The thoughts were too much to bear. I only screamed louder until the panic attack I was having consumed my entire body and I blacked out.
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Squeal to His Curvy Chick I placed my head in my hands, I felt like crap, my mind went to the razors and how that pain would make me feel better but I can't do that to Chris and I made a promise to Andrea but are they really worth it?. I got up from the bed and went onto the balcony, we were on the second floor. I contemplated suicide so many times I've lost count. It must be amazing to feel nothing, to be numb. I know they'll miss me but after a while I'll be nothing but a faint memory, Andrea will move on being a mother, Alex will find someone great to love and have a few children and Chris will find someone better, right?. I stared at the sky, the sun was blazing and the sky was clear. I felt the morning breeze hit my skin sending a shiver down my spine. Why did it have to me is a question I used to ask every day until Andrea came into my life and now I just feel like giving up, I took a deep breath and gripped onto the railing.

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