The blood told me I was still alive. In the darkness I could feel its warmth running down my arm trickling to the ground forming a crimson pool. I looked at it and my reflection met me. Strange. The mirrors reflection was hideous...this reflection was somehow peaceful...dead looking.
It made me smile :)
Adalaine Skyye
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Random darkness
General Fiction*this story is very descriptive and may be considered triggering. Be in a safe frame of mind when reading* Thought wanderings of a depressed mess...No real rhyme or reason..insights about death, suicide, self injury, self hate,bullying, abuse. Allot...
