sinking

sinking

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have you ever been in bed, laying there, breathing in and out the toxin we call life. have you ever laid the rep and imagined what life would be like if you weren't so sad, if everything could just be okay? have you ever felt like you were sinking, and theres no way to come back up?
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About 4 years ago; I lost my temper, Went nuts under the pressure, Cracked. Call it whatever you want, it’s not going to change anything. I was normally such a calm person; the kid that always followed the rules, always listened. But I think it was because I knew something was wrong and when all I wanted was an answer it’s exactly what I didn’t get which led to my... outburst. And after that they kept coming, started being about smaller things and becoming more violent, it scared them, what I did to the car, what I almost did to my dad, and everything after that; it all scared them. So I was sent here which I bet it was a blessing for my dad, it’s not like he ever wanted me. Now I’m almost eighteen, but it’s nothing special really, just another kid in an orphanage. I know it means that I’m going to be released soon, but I don’t think I’m going to make it till then, my sickness is becoming worst; not that I show it. This is me now, the new Sean.

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