Life for me wasn't always so hard, having to depend on nothing but fish bones and tails, and mangy rotten bread crumbs, a twig and bannana leaf bed, sleeping in a basement filled with nothing but toxic smoke, it's a miracle I don't even wheeze or have pnemonia. When I was 10 my whole life was this, daily beatings if not twice a day including the kids at school giving me pitiful or dirty looks, my battle scars on my wrist, and last but not least a tiny crush on the school's badboy.............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................Zayn Malik
A/N: This is my third fanfic check out My Life As A Talier and Who Will Win My Heart? and in this story they're NOT famous
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Anonymous Sufferer (SLOW UPDATES)
Teen FictionA story of a broken girl with a broken boy trying to reach out to her.
