Every story comes to an end. but mine ended not because I was running out of Ink or pages, because well really, it's simple; I stopped writing, as my pencil is blunt; a part of me wishes I'd never ruined the sharpener next to me.i pray you never have to feel the way i do writing this, i pray you never see the moments i went through. Then it was done, the ink ran out, but there was so many unfinished chapters that nobody will discover the endings too. all because of this one action.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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Historia CortaThis is a story from first person view, about suicide. This is graphic and triggering. Warning is adviced
