Broken

Chapter 1

My POV
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*"Shadow, I do care! I just need to protect the world!" I screamed as Death walked close to me. "If you cared, then you would have left me in that void." Death whispered in my ear as I felt the sword pirce my chest. The blade reached out the other side of my back. Death grinned as he shoved me off of the sword. My back was in agonizing pain... My vision is fading... All I could see was a figure dropping something then flying to me. My eyes were changing rapidly, but fading in color quickly. I could feel my life slipping away. I hugged the figure that was holding me. I smiled as I turned to ashes.* "And done! Now how will the group act?" Uriah said to herself as she smiled. She had just met these three people, now making it four and she was happier than ever. Until someone commented on her... *Bitch, no one cares about your stupid book. Go die in a hole.* My eyes were watering. I shut my phone off, the rolled to the side and started crying. I was trembling heavily, only feeling my tears roll down my face. I felt a buzz on my phone. I opened it up to see I had another comment on my book. I sighed, it was another hate comment. Then there were so many that I just trashed the book. I started another hiatus on my books and everyone was complaining that I was being wimpy, so I just broke. All my emotions were at a loss. I was screaming and throwing everything around me. Broken glass, shattered memories, torn pictures, and worst of all a shattered China doll. Not just any China doll, it was the last thing my ggpa gave me before he died. I was sobbing again, holding the shattered China in my shaking hands. I just couldnt do this charade anymore. I grabbed my phone and told the group that I was feeling sad, and I got a message that made my cry tears of Joy.
*Tundere: Uri, I'm so sorry that people are being mean to you! I am here to help you if you want!
Shadow: Uriah, I am always here to talk to you if you need to rant.
Yuki: Uriah, you are one of my closest friends! Its ok to cry!*
Uriah smiled and cleaned her room. She saw that is was 1:15 and crept into her bed. She was crying slightly, and slept with her phone next to her, so she could talk to the people she most cared about in life.