it was morning, 12:18am. A little no one was walking to the kitchen. When they got there, they only saw their father. Neither of them spoke, as the little one got a glass of water. The father then proceeded to left the kitchen, saying that he was going to work.
At that point, the little one just put the glass they were drinking from down, headed towards the knives, and pulled the one that their father used to cut meat with.
'you will only suffer for a few seconds' they thought 'just do it' their mind told them. But they couldn't do it. It was too difficult.
So they just took a scissor and rapidly went to their room. To write this post.
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Ehy guys, I'm sorry for not posting.. But this is literally what is happening to me right now... So I'm really sorry... I try to work, but I just can't... I'm sorry...
-LallaChan68