eleven days already?
i'm still afraid of
what i might do.
so afraid that i hid all of the blades we own and
stay in my room most of the time.
my brother is asking why.
he's too young to understand.
he'll forget all about me when he gets hungry for a sandwich and my mom tells him
the knives are
missing.
Ever since I was a kid, I loved two things: reading and writing. I read as much as I could and wrote stories that generally weren't good. As I got older, though, I got better and soon learned to write.. more..
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