I was sitting in my room, quiet. I was recently admitted, and already got assigned a therapist. Why would I need a therapist?
The place felt cold, and lonely. I had no other person in the room since the guards thought I would try to murder them.
I only wanted her... But she betrayed me. I thought she loved me. She said she did. Didn't she? Or was that just another fantasy that didn't exist?
It's hard to tell from fantasy and reality... If only if my fantasy was my reality.
If only...
She loved me like I do.
(Sorry this is short! I'm kinda lazy and probably discontinuing this once I get the next two chapters out.)
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•Samuel's Daisy•
RandomThis is the past of Samuel, an OC from a roleplay, who loved a girl named Daisy. Oh, did I forget to mention he's mentally unstable/insane?
