"I laid there at the far end of the room behind the couch quivering, my head buried in between my knees the smell of metal filled my nose as I noticed the deep cut on my left hand" "I tried to cry but all that came forth were muffled squeaks, my mouth feeling dry I just laid there waiting for who or what I didn't know but I waited" °•°•° Amazing cover by @thecrazyfoodie Ranked #201 in short story--September 9th