I lay in my bed crying my heart out. Scarred by what happened, I was too afraid to ever leave my room again.
My phone flashed and I grabbed it, ready to smash it but the image that I saw on my phone paused me from doing so.
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A tear fell on my phone but it was not of sadness and it was the last tear I shed on that day. I hugged the phone close to me and somehow, all was right in the world. Somehow, I didn't care about the hurt I was in.
