"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

"This song is going to blow people's minds. Please, release it. It'll hit the charts. You may get a Grammy over it!" my best friend like the entire week- was going on and on about releasing the song. She was mad at me when I told her I am not going to play it again. But it's written for only one person, and he'll hear it once. If he doesn't then no one will. 


"You're overreacting, Hana. I will not repeat what I said before. And you mentioning the Grammy is only adding layers of stress to my anxiety," I said glaring at my best friend who gave me a little cute smile and flew away to I don't know where. 


The day