He sat on his bed it was about 12:00 a.m. , it was dark and he sat there thinking. Thinking about all of the people that have hated him about all of the things he had screwed up and all of the things that have gone wrong. He sat there holding a small pocket knife as he opened the blade a tear fell from down his cheek as he pressed the blade against his wrist. "The world is better without me in it , no one will ever notice im gone" he said to himself. He cut three small slits on his wrist and the blood started to come out. He sat there thinking and holding in the tears as he cut into his wrist. He stopped as the blade was covered in blood , his dark red blood was all over his bed as he looked around him. He got up and went into his bathroom and washed his wrist , he took a small wash cloth and cleaned up the blood on his arm. After he cleaned up his arm he sat in his room crying into his pillow so no one can hear him. Shortly after he fell asleep while his mind slowly started to eat him away.
Sorry for part 1 being short i will be working on more in the feature
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All Alone (Warning)
Short StoryThis is a story about a man who dealt with depression as well as many issues , he had many problems that he just wanted to forget about , but they always came back to haunt him
