Unable to Die

Unable to Die

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The metalic knife cut into my unprotected skin, the precious silver blood of a werewulf spilled onto the urine and bile covered floor. Sobs racked my body, but no matter what they did to me I would never morph into my true wolf form, never allow them to take away what makes me special.
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"No one will ever love a worthless whore like you," my dad screamed at me. And I believed him, no one will ever love me. Im not pretty enough, and I'm too fat. I cleaned up the blood on the floor that the knife had caused. And went back to my room, or the cell that they gave me. I sat up against the wall and cried, I'm breaking. I'm dying, the doctor said so. I don't have a lot of time to live. I just feel bad for the next punching bag they have. Trigger warning: suggested by @poptart_playz10

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