9 words kill

9 words kill

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this is just a random short i put together, enjoy!!

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Chapter 1

nine words kill

I wake up, feeling like crap, wanting more sleep. ill get out of bed, eat and get yelled at about one thing before she leaves.I go to school, feeling isolated, alone, and having no one, only a few good friends. I try to escape it all, but i cant. it seems no one will letb me. i dont know why i stay here. i feel depressed every day. Im supposed to be happy, and extacic. Now im just annoying and complicated.i go home, get yelled at for doing something wrong,or not good enough and go outside.I cant even go four doors down without getting in trouble. I stress, and i never vent anything to anyone. i fell DEPRESSED,unloved, and in my own bubble.
I care for people who dont care for me. Im told there's something wrong with me, or i need help constantly.Im annoying or any other excuse people use to get to me. And all because of nine words.

To kill a person emotionally all you need is a pen, paper, and the ability to write 9 words. You dont know where it starts, and it gets worse and worse until you fell like the worst thing on the planet. Youre not forgiven, people plot against you, and your in a corner by yourself. all because of 9 LITTLE WORDS.

You dont know why you did it, or why you added on to it. It just happened. Your mouth kept moving and your mind went dead. You wish you could start all over with a press of a button, when in all reality YOU CANT.

You expect people to forgive you, when you cant even forgive yourself. Life is complicated, you cant think properly, and you wonder why life is so good for everyone but you.

Love is complicated, you fell its you against the world.you feel anxious,and people go against you for it. and why do you always think of the nine words.

It was a joke, you werent feeling well that day. IT DOESNT MATTER if you wouldnt normally do something like that.EVER. But it happened and now you have to cope with it.

You dont feel loved at home. and youre the problem. not anyone else. ITS ALWAYS YOU! you feel angry at everything!!!

I hope you dont feel like this, because I DO. everyday I DO. and it kills me.

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