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-three-

-Y/N'S POV-
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How bad could everything just go? I wanted to scream so badly. I couldn't fucking take it anymore. I laid down in my bed, tears trickling down my face. Another bad day. Another fucking day of life wasted. And that's how it's gonna be. Forever. I hadn't eaten anything today. I couldn't bring myself to even make something. I just wanted to stay in bed and let the tears out. I took a shower, because some girls had poured a bucket of water on me while I was using the restroom.

How can people be so selfish? What did I do? Exist?

I can't take it anymore.

Do it. Do it and it'll relieve your pain. Promise.

I sat up quickly and went in the bathroom. I was still crying.

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One..
Two..
And three.

Repeat.

One..
Two..
And three.

Stop.

That's enough for today.

I looked at the cuts on my left arm.

Now you'll feel better. My mind told me.

I was hungry, but told myself no. I just couldn't bare it. I didn't deserve it at all. I had no one. Why would anyone want to be my friend? I'm just someone who'll waste your time.

I hate myself, so so much.

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I fell asleep, in the bathroom.

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Don't leave me..

Let's cry.

Don't you wish you could ... yourself?

And I still ... ...

Muffled voices. Blurry images. Darkness, everywhere.

Where am I?

I wish I could've..

I'll do it..

Mold a pretty..

Wait.

Just leave me now.

Stop!

I gasped and sat up. What the hell? There were so many voices. There were some boys, definitely boys, 7 of them to be exact. I couldn't make out their faces; they were just blurred out.

I tried catching my breath. I looked around to see where I was. Bathroom.

I got up and went into the kitchen, I looked around. Then, into the living room. I sat on the couch and turned on the TV, I sat there for a couple of hours watching it. My phone, well, I never bothered using it anymore.

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It was now 1 AM. I was still laying there, watching my show. I didn't feel like going to school later in the morning. I felt like just skipping for the day and return for Friday.

I'm so glad we were going on vacation. Just for a week and somewhat a half. I really needed it.

As I got up, I went to the kitchen and saw a bag on the counter.

There was a note on it saying: Decided to deliver food for you! Enjoy it! -From Your Loving Brother, Jinyoung.

Yes, I do have a brother. But he lives like 2 hours away, if not more. I know how to drive, but I never really bothered to even visit him. I bet he doesn't even want to see me. After our parents died, he asked me if I wanted to stay with him. I rejected his offer because, I didn't want the house to be sold, the house I most loved. I didn't want the memories to fade away from my mind. But unfortunately, I forgot about some things already. I mean, it's good that I still remember.

I wanna stay here, the place where my best memories were held.