Just one more time she promises herself as the rusty blood stained blade slides across her scarred arm cutting her delicate skin.As the crimson blood came out of her deep cut she thought of all the hatred she had know over the years.
For just one more time the words went around in her head as they did she cut another time forgetting her promise. What was the point she thought to herself. Her hands were shaking as she made one last cut she needed no more promises, this was the end.
it was written really quickly and is very short and the first story i have written in a long time but what did you think?
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i think it is really great. i really like it
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