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Warning! Story will contain things such as: Mental health Self harm Implied Violence Swearing 08: 12 am, Mon, April 2nd, 19XX ****** “Hey mom, wake up!” "What?” said Eden’s mother, drowsy, not bothering to look at him as she wrapped her blanket more tightly around her. “Have you seen my suitcase?” “Why?” “Don’t ask why, you know why; my train is leaving in less than four hours,” “And?” asked Eden’s mother as she turned away from him. Eden groaned. He knew he’d get nowhere if he got angry so he took a deep breath ...
I’ve been told most of my life that I am an indecisive person. I can’t make a decision without having to think about it over and over again. Due to this, most people end up leaving me, and I’m always too afraid to ask them to stay. To put it simply, I’m a coward. Afraid of the unknown world that I have inhabited for almost 30 years. 30 years old; soon I’ll reach that ripe old age that tells me that it is over. My twenties will be gone, leaving behind nothing but disappointment. The disappointment that I achieved nothing, and continued doing ...
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