Scars

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Jason was a very timid and sweet guy, he cared about what people thought of him and tried to make people feel comfortable around him even if that meant hurting himself in the process because to him the happiness of others came before his own because he never thought he'd ever be happy; that was till he met her.

Sara, she was his best friend and he loved the relationship that they had never wanting to lose her. Sara was also terrified of losing a friend like Jason though he never understood why, so when he met Amy and became close friends with her within the week Sara had a terrible feeling about her since Jason first talked about her and she was worried about losing him; he always reassured her that there was nothing between them.

Luckily he had a fight with Amy and Jason found out a lot more about Amy's true nature as she spread rumors about him. He was broken and hurt but he hid it from Sara yet he thought it best to tell her that he'd never talk to Amy again.

After that incident though he doubted how much he knew about his friends he tried to be happy for the sake of the people he loved, he needed to talk to someone but whenever he tried to talk to someone about his problems he'd always lie and tell them he was fine yet the truth was he wasn't happy anymore, completely paranoid and he never slept; even if he did sleep he slept on his small couch crying himself to sleep.

One day Sara tells him to get laid and he says he's too shy to but truth is he's scared that they'll see his scars and run away from him so he smiles and says he'll try while in his head he's crying "If I show you my scars will you run away from me like everyone else?His inner self asks her between sobs as he subconsciously rubs his scars.

"I remember why I made these scars everytime I see them and the pain never goes, it's always there like the voices in my head tormenting me through every moment of my day." He says at the verge of breaking down while staring at his phone before curling up into a ball and crying in his lonely room "I'm sorry." He whispers to himself again and again endlessly believing that he's failed the ones he loves.

Every scar has a reason behind them some harmless, some painful and some that still torment the bearer of these scars everyday of their lives.


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