Never say Goodbye
Disclaimer
Hellionkyou
Just to let you know I am making this a simi tragic story. Just bc someone looks and acts happy doesnt mean they are. This is based hen they are much older.
Listening to Dance with the devil by Breaking Benjamin.
One: Letter.
Hi my name is Maka Alburn, I'm eighteen, and the meister of a death syth. I have several friends, and I'm a straight A student.
Sounds like a good life doesn't it?
Even though I always smile and wave off all my emotions, so no one knows the truth deep within.
The truth is I'd rather be dead then live another day.
It isn't over something silly like you think. It's not because the guy I love has no idea, and it's not because I'm not the srongest, or the prettiest. No, it goes deeper than that.
Several times Ive thought about sliting my wrists, or ODing, just to get out. A few times I have attempted, but I guess I did it wrong. And hiding my wrists just made Soul suspious.
I love you all, and Soul I'll love you even when my heart stops beating...
But until I can manage away to berid myself, this letter will have to wait.
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I know its I continue?
I wrote an Xman story simular to this, called Jaded. I'm just in the mood for sadness and misery. Besides you can know someone your whole life and not even know the truth behind the lies.