"Who the hell are you? And what do you want?" I asked, gritting my teeth. The pain was getting worse, and the only thing that this guy did is to stare at me creepily. I went down to take the knife, and he snatches it before I could reach it.
"Seriously, what the hell do you want?" I was fuming.
"I am keeping this with me," with a deep voice, he said. He put the knife in his pocket. "And, think of me as the angel your dad sent to you to save you from your sick mind." He said before he started walking. I was perplexed. What just happened? How the hell he knows my dad? Feeble mind? What a great angel?

Sarah has an unordinary life. Due to previous events in her past, she now experiences some side effects that bigger even to her age. She gets nightmares that never know why she has them, and she kept getting pain in her chest and heart whenever it rains. She never knew an answer about the cause of any of this.
The life she's leading is away from anyone else. 
She doesn't talk to anyway and pushes who tries to get close to her. Until one day, when five guys came with their own stories to bother the painful silence, she was living.
Want to know more? Keep turning the pages.
Warning: I don't encourage self-harm, violence, or aggression; It's a part of the story.
If any of this triggers you or if you don't like it. I don't advise you to read it.

Drops of Pain

"You guys suck! What the hell are you all doing here?" I tried to create a frown on my face, but I just couldn't. The smile was just beating itself out of my lips to my ears. I miss them, and I am ecstatic that they're here. The weight on my shoulders lifted, and the knot I was aching my chest got replaced with a bit of relief. It relieved me they were here when all the people in my past betrayed me. They were here when I did the impossible to make them go away, while the one I wanted to be there never was. I will never give up the thing between us. I'll cherish their friendship to the core and do everything I can to keep them next to me. They feel like home. 


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