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Fading Scars.

LECTURAS 19,567
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Hora 2h 49m

LECTURAS 19,567
Votos 600
Partes 29
Hora 2h 49m

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''What are you doing?'' He asked. ''Why didn't you tell me?'' I wasn't able to speak. I didn't tell him about it.. I didn't want to tell him that I cut. But he caught me. '' I-I'm sorry...'' I cried. He took my blade, and slit his wrist. ''Josh, what are you doing?'' I screamed. ''It hurts to see someone doing it, uh?'' another cut. ''Stop please!'' I was crying and screaming, I didn't know what to do. He threw the blade on the floor and got out of the bathroom.Todos los derechos reservados

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