Nothing.

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by ShadowPrincess1, Dec 9, 2017.

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  1. She had nothing to hold onto...nothing to hug her and keep her from feeling like there was any problems with herself. All her life was of pain and misery, full of unhappiness and plain despair. She had no friends to take her from the tower of which she was always locked up in, no reason to leave the place of which she had grown up, and no family that could protect her from everything that had gone wrong. She had absolutely nothing to keep her carrying on.

    She is 18 now, and had wiped her body clean of the scars she had drawn on her skin, promising herself that each day was a new day, trying to grasp the idea of having a future. Each night, she has dry tears, and a chest of immense pain. During the day she had a masked smile, covering how she really wanted to break down and let loose what she hid for 18 years. Her family doesn't know that she feels nothing anymore. Her life had never been about her, but providing for others as best as she can. She struggled, and struggled for years, but never could escape the truth. At night, she dies a little more, trying to tell herself a new day should be better.

    Each day brings more pain. Each time she tries so hard to be better, she only falls back into failure. Everybody pressures her into doing what they wish, making her lose the chance to do what she wants. Her dreams meant nothing, her life meant nothing, her entire being meant nothing. She was just a tool to be used and discarded, just Cinderella who never got a fairy godmother and went to the ball. Every time she tries to break out of the same thing, she dies a little inside because she could never escape it.

    She meant nothing.....
     
  2. Omg so good
     
  3. you mean nothing too
     
  4. Already knew I meant nothing, but whatever, thanks for the vote of confidence?
     
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