I'm not gone yet or leaving soon
I stayed up till 3:30 am because I couldn't sleep the pain and tears and hurt and the blade looked so good to me
I tried find a pencil sharpener and succeed in finding one
The blade gleaming in the light
Shining
Calling my name
YOU ARE READING
My hurricane
Short StoryIt's just thoughts that go through my pretty little head and some memories n future stuff
