Lost. ~ An Ashton Irwin Fanfiction.
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Last published Tue, Dec 20, 2016
As I stare into into my bathroom mirror, I ready myself for what is to come. I take one last glance at myself, and reach for my razor. Tears begin to fall as I put it against the skin of my wrist. I close my eyes, putting a soft pressure at first.
Then I hear the faint words, "Don't do it, Ni.."
My name is Nina Johnson, and this is my story.
HEYYY GUYS. I'M BACK. I'M MORE MATURE AND I THINK I AM READY TO START MAKING STORIES AGAIN! HOW SWEET IS THAT? Well anyways, as of right now, I am just testing the waters of this story. I know my short stories from like ages ago never got finished but, this one I think I want to finish! Well anyways, enjoy!
-Hailey :)
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