At home, I sit on my bed.
Why did I kiss him back?
In the end he still hurts me.
He just wants his fun.
I mean nothing to him.
He laughs at me.
I should stay away from him. It's better for me, so I'm not hurt.
Maybe he really likes me? Shit, what do I think? Nobody likes me.
I am only there. My body is alive and my soul is long dead.
Nobody can love a broken soul.
Even I hate myself.
Why should he like me then?
But it is fine. I'm used to it. I will always be alone.
"Elena, come here, you ugly emo." My uncle screamed.
I went under anxious.
"Plasters and disappear again." he said and hit me.
"It's okay," I said, looking down.
"It would be better if you were dead, but no, now I have to take care of you while your parents are away!" He screamed angrily.
He is right, it would be better ...
I quickly finished my tasks and went to the bathroom.
I took my blade and put it on my arm. One cut, two cuts and some came together.
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THE GIRL WHO GAVE UP
RomanceElena a lonely girl who is not happy and hates herself. It's getting worse day by day, but nobody realizes it. She is alone and even if her family loves her, she has not noticed her grief. Will it ever change? Will she ever be really happy? ~~~~~~~ ...
