Want To Know The Truth?

by Living In Wonder Land ♠

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Want to know the truth?

Do you really want to know?

Lets start from the beginning, shall we?

Imagine a small five year old brunette girl with tear driven eyes as her small hands sloppily wiped the tears on her face.

Now lets fast forward eight years later.

Lets use our imagination again.

Imagine a small thirteen year old girl with sultry brown eyes with tears slowly running down her face with no hope in wiping them off.

Now lets view the fake side of this little girl.

Are you ready?

Brown eyes try their best to stay bright, as a small smile takes its place pinching her cheecks to form small dimples. Her voice airy and light throws laughs here and there.

Her rather fake side doseant appear so fake, but appearence is what?

Exactly only 50% of a person.

Now lets resume to the way the brunette girl breaks down every day when no one is around.

Its not depression, no its not that.

Its being trapped.

Being trapped in life that well honestly

just isnt worth living

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Comments

Average Reader Rating: 5.0 stars out of 5

  1. Want To Know The Truth?

    Phosphate11's Buddy Icon Phosphate11

    Posted 7 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    wow, this was like so sad, yet it was so nice, does that even make sense?? I really liked this, it was very well written!!!!
    5 billion stars

  2. Want To Know The Truth?

    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted 7 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    No, that sounds a lot like depression. Whether it’s purely biologic or completely justified by circumstance and tragedy, it still hurts like Hell and deserves sympathy and some kind of help. Anybody else need a hug? I know I could use one.
    LoA

  3. Want To Know The Truth?

    Bartimaeus' Buddy Icon Bartimaeus

    Posted 7 months ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    everyone needs someone in this world… I devote myself to listening to others and being the friend i can be… Depression hurts, and it can hurt enough to consume you sometimes. I started living when I stopped letting it eat me alive… This brings back some pretty dark and strong memories…

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