The Mental Break (A Short Story)

I was only thirteen when I contemplated suicide, the idea seemed so enticing. My bullies, my problems, and my pain would all be left behind. My tears would be dried and erased with the blood of no tomorrow. Even then I knew I needed help, but I hid it.

The Mental Break (A Short Story)

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