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CREEP U.
Do i creep you out?Do i creep you out?Do i creep you out?Do i creep you out?Do i creep you out?Do i creep you out?
The cuts all over his body are fresh. Fresh. His shoulders,wrists,ankles,and thighs are covered in old scrars and fresh cuts . The blood drips down each area onto his clothing choice. Just a black tee with short white shorts..
The blood travels its way onto the ground .
Maybe he should get up off his carpet and bandage these.
No, his body is too weak.
Sobbing.
The sobbing starts.
He manages to sit up against his twin mattress.
Wanting to climb up onto his comfy bed and just sleep forever.
he makes his way up onto his bed and curls into the corner. His limbs sting and feels as if hes being stabbed with a million needles.
"i wish fourteen was here to chat"
his eyelids fall
darkness takes over