The pain.
The pain was unbearable.
Her heart writhed in pain.
The cuts oozed pain.
The bruises swelled with pain.
The knife clenched inside her fist.
Do it, do it the monster inside her chanted.
But pain was all she got.
All she deserved.
That did not mean she had to inflict herself with more.
Violent tears ran down her cheeks.
The knife fell to the ground.
She could not do it.
She just could not.
As she fell into a heap.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
GIVING UP
ContoShe thought she was going mad. A girl on the verge of destroying herself because of the past. Will she give up on life or truly see its beauty?
