Don't Look Back

Don't Look Back

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I don't remember much of being taken towards the hospital just being asked lots of questions that for the life of me I could not answer and lots of tests being done around me. I just remember thinking that the ambulance was too loud and I just wanted everyone and everything to be quiet and to let me be. Not likely. I remember having the most amazing dream when sleep eventually enveloped me. I was back home safely with my family. Not on my own. Not constantly looking over my shoulder and not speaking to many people. No. I was back home, my home, with my family. My Mum, my Dad and my little sister Zoë. But instead I was running constantly moving from place to place, changing my name and my look just to keep everybody safe. I was just safe, happy and warm. I am not very interesting with my average brown coloured hair, dull green eyes and average figure. I've been running for too long now and it is time to go home. I need to do something before they get me, take me and keep me away for good. My name is Ava and this unfortunately is my story. So hold on tight. Good luck.
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I squeezed my way through the abundant number of people, trying to get to the exit. I bumped into a lot of shoulders, until I found an opening. As soon as the door was in my sight, I heard Jessie calling out my name. Her voice grabbed my attention, and I briskly turned around. I knocked right into a tall figure, causing me to lose my balance and fall. All the people dancing blocked my vision so I couldn't grab onto anything to prevent myself from falling. My arms met the hardwood floor as I tried to catch myself, sending a shock of pain through my arms. "Forgive me ma'am." Someone said while extending an arm down to me. "It's fine. No harm was-" ✰ Status: FInished NOTE*** This story contains mental illness and suicidal themes. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION! ***and mild cussing My grammar probably sucks I researched thoroughly on bpd to portray Damien's character correctly but I'm sorry if it's not accurate. I in no way meant for the portrayal of someone with a borderline personality disorder to be represented wrong or only seen from stereotypes. ★ Best Rankings ★ Assault- #1 Borderlinepersonalitydisorder- #1 Bpd- #8 Captive- #44 Selfharmawareness- #55 Darklove- #57 Mentalillness- #81 Copyright © 2020

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