I will never get over with what I saw.
He was murdered, right in front of me. Blood, emerging from where the shooter had shot him.
Right in the head.
As I put on my makeup, I tried my best to cover the horror and the sadness that my eyes were giving.
I tried my hardest, but my hands kept on shaking because of the wretched memories.
I looked at myself in front of the mirror, the bruises are starting to fade, and the once swollen scars are now starting to get better. I straightened my black dress while practicing my smile in front of the mirror. I know what the people are going to be saying.
They'll be looking at me with pity in their eyes.
Nothing but pity.
Then they will run their hand along my arms, to try to comfort me which will make me flinch because of the feeling. They will have fake smiles on their faces when they see me, but when I turn around, they will start to say how much they pity me, how much I didn't deserve to be in that incident.
It's always the same thing, always the same situation.
Again and again and again
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Stockholm Syndrome [COMPLETED]
Fanfiction"W- -what's your name? Why are you doing this?" "My name? Just call me Agust. Why am I doing this? For revenge. But honey, I haven't even started yet". He smirked at me, licking his lower lip, then turned his heel and was gone just like that.
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