If you want a job, go socialize! Don't eat, don't sleep, and don’t ask why!
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White hot pain shot from her wrist up her arm as soon as wilbur dragged her through the door. His fingernails were digging into her veins, digging in further and further, harder and harder until he starts drawing blood, dragging her up the stairs past their dad drinking at the kitchen table, yelling at her, hurting her, but no matter how much she hated it, no matter how much she wanted it to stop she wouldn't yell or ask him to stop, she couldn't it would make it worse, and she knows that, she knows that she already pushed it too far by staying out later than she should’ve she already pushed her luck and doesn't want to push it further.
She knows it will be especially bad when her brother throws her on the floor, ripping skin off her arm, and locks the door.
She shouldn't have taken so long to come home, or better yet not left at all.
OR
Tori (Tommy) is having a not so good very bad life, her brother and father are pos's, her mothers dead, her other brother is away, and her only friend is distancing himself, how will she cope? Drugs and self harm!
...up until she gets sent to a mental hospital...
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Currently working on ideas for the next chapter, but here's what we have!
