my names shavon. im 15. i feel like one of those people from alcoholics anonymous. but really im suicide anonymous. i tried to commit suicide before. my arms are full of scars. my mom started physically and emotionally abusing me when i was 8. ever since then ive been looking for someone that could help me. nobody in my family helped me. i had a boyfriend named kody. and he used me and took my virginity. i tried to kill myself and he didnt even text me at all while i was in the hospital. i pushed my way through to recovery and got over […]
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Circular Room
This is little tidbit of the story I’m writing called KEMA.
This is one of my favorite parts.
Amy shook her head and watched him walk away.
She collapsed in the centre of the circular room. Dead centre.
They left her alone with her thoughts. They never realized how dangerous that could be. Her mind wandered around her, cascading against the smooth walls.
The walls were white, like paper. Only one wall, really. Curling around her perfectly, with the exception of the crimson door in which the doctor had closed behind him.
She was forgotten within the arena.
“Arena?” She thought to herself. Why did she […]