Strangers in the night
He spoke to me again. Told me I was useless. And worthless. That I was better off dead. She agreed with him. Cackling with laughter, telling me I was good for nothing. They always did. Every single night. I covered my ears to drown out their voices. But it was no use. My screams made them shout louder.
Good for nothing!
No one would miss me. Because nobody loved me.
There was only one way to stop them. These strangers in the night.
I smiled as I hung myself from the rope.
Their voices would never speak again…
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