"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

"Wake up, kitty; we have a long day ahead of us." A hand roughly shoved me. Where am I? I feel like I was rolling in a rollercoaster for so long. My head hurt enormously, and my body was numb to me. I tried to open my eyes, but they were heavy, like I was waking up from being drugged. 


Wait! I am supposed to be in the nightclub, why am I laying in a bed? I was trying to move, but I couldn't; something was stopping my feet and hands from the motion: something, ICY. 


I jolted in my place, my eyes no longer heavy, they're wide open. I was searching in my surrounding, but the first thing that I felt after I gained my senses back is the iron around my skin. Like a criminal, cuffs captured me in my hands and feet. 


"Finally, aware of your surrounding!" He said with a smirk on his face. I looked at him and the memory of the other night. 


The real story