A knife in hand with blood and it...whose blood?well mine...I have been depressed for a while now,after my parents died.Life has never been a sweet cup of tea,bullies coming in left and right,physical and emotional.I try to cry for help but I have a blockage in my throat.That was when I realized I would never be free and I just let the nightmares kill each one of my sanity but what I did not know is that someone-more like monster,very unusual was interested in me
Nightmare's point of view
I have been watching this girl for a while,I also have been giving her a few nightmares but I see that she never reacts to pain or show any expression of fear...quite interesting,I found out she was depressed when I found her in her room with a knife in her hand and knife cuts in her arm now that I realize...it may be linked
~small time skip~
I was still watching the girl when I saw her raise the knife in her hand to her chest level.I immediately took the knife out of her hand and threw it away.She looked up and using her monotone voice,asked me
"What do you want?Kill me?Sure I had enough of life already anyways.Even if I do die young,What does it matter?All of us die one day..."
I was shocked at her choice of words and hugged her immediately and she flinched,I knew she could not take it anymore since after a while I heard her sobbing,I robbed my hands on her back in circles to comfort her.
-time skip-(sorry!)
"t-thank you"

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Sorry!Author chan is lazy,IM LAZY!