To everyone who reads this...thank you for at least taking a look at this story. Story is gonna have romance, angst and mature themes so if u can't handle it I suggest you shouldn't read it. I've been working on this as a original fiction but decided to try it out as a fanfic. Hope you like and enjoy.

Disclaimer: All of the characters and themes that related to the Harry Potter Series are not mine.

Suicidal Tendencies

As I look out the window, the storm getting worse by the minute only

reminds me of the inner turmoil's that I have. The constant debating in my brain

and aching in my heart only makes me do what I do. I queh reality makes me act the way I

act. Going through all the things I've gone through why should I put up this shit.

I reach for my pocket knife and my stash of pills from my hidden box where no

one can see what I do. I cut my skin into thin, straight, and clean lines. Letting

the blood flow out of me as if my pain is the blood. As I use my pocket knife, I

ponder, while my life is in pieces why do the lines on my arm seem so orderly? I

can't figure out why so instead I pop two pills so I can escape reality once more.

More to come...Please leave any comments to tell me what you think. Thanks a bunch.