Here I am. I'm starting at my ceiling, with tears coming out of my eyes. I bite my lip, to hold back snorting noises. I bury my head into the tear stained pillows, then I started to sob. I can't control it. I hate myself and I hate this life. I kneel on my carpeted ground, with my hands together and eyes closed. I start to pray, "Please, God, help me. I'm so fucking lost. What do I do? I have no more fight in me. Please give me the strength to get through my depression and anxiety. Please let my sisters find happiness and not get caught up in social stigma. I can't live without her. She is the only reason I fight. Thank you. Amen." I take a deep breath and then stand up. I start to saunter out of my room and slowly climb up the stairs, heading to the kitchen. I grab a Melatonin pill and went back to my room. I leaped into bed and I was out.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Young Lust (Lesbian Love Story)
RomanceMy first book so I'm sorry if it's terrible. Has course language and sexual content. Based on my relationship. NOT 100% TRUE. It's about a 14 year old named Abigal Smith who is going through a hard time. Then, she meets a beautiful women and falls i...
