Suicide: Prologue Remade

No one cares about me at all! my own parents don't even care about me, so why should i stop?" carlos couldn't believe what he was hearing and rushed over to me and slapped me hard across the face.

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Voxanna's Stories # 1

I thought about it, trying to measure the pros and cons of letting leafchaser know about me being a herm.

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Jack and the gaurdian: Chapter 1

"well, i've told you about me so what about you?" he asked. "me?" hesitating to reveal pretty much everything about me i began to explain.

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life with a dragon chapter five

You know everything about me, and some of it you've directly caused." i reply, dumbfounded as i ponder the prospect of sarven not knowing something about me that is worth knowing.

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It had to be him - Chapter 1

I wished that i really was a ghost, no matter how hard i try to shrug it off, people are always talking about me. but why? lost in my thought, i felt a harsh bump and almost dropped my books.

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A Draw

Do people only care about me because they worry about me? or do they actually take interest of what i hold myself up to be? i do not believe that what i show others is the real me. i feel like a fake; forever hiding from judgment and the truth.

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Left alone (kind of)

Don't worry about me i'll be fine. just go and stop worrying about me." i held my tears because i didn't want him to see them. "are you sure?" he asked. i nodded. "i'll be fine. don't worry about me getting lonely, besides ray's still here, right?"

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Lucy's tale

I always heard the girls in front of me talking about me. stacy a girl almost the same age as me always said the most harsh things about me. "she is such a freak no one likes that lucy, she is so ugly.

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Gates to Misery CH: 5

It didn't help when zorua left right when she heard about me living here too. i don't want to think about it anymore. i just want to go to bed.

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The Voice Within: Coming to Reality

As much as it haunted me, it told so much that was true about me. "you know nothing about me" i retorted, although that was wrong. "i know that you are a false voice brought on by a near death experience." the voice fell silent for a moment.

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Bragging about a fox

Your friends have all been in me, i've sucked all their bones dry, so when you brag about me, they know it's not a lie.