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Chapter four

Zoey looked around blankly at her room, each of the walls, each of the pictures her parents had tapped up for her to look at, to help her feel better. A bottle of antidepressant pills on her bed stand, her parents telling her to take one every day. "We love you dear; fight through this, for us,"
Zanna had said, holding her daughter as she cried in her arms. Zoey was rendered mute, unable to speak as she had watched her parents leave her room. Zoey let her tears fall silently, letting her inner pain take her, distract her from her life. "Why?" Zoey thought to herself, her emotions bottled up in her. Zoey darted her hand out to her dresser, seizing her pocket knife from her sock drawer. Flicking out the blade, Zoey dragged it across her arm, crying as blood poured out of her cut, slowly feeling better as her life slipped from her body, her knife falling to the ground out of her slacking hand.

Zoey smiled as her eyes drifted shut as her door opened, her blood pooling around her small body; she could only faintly hear shouts of urgency and a faint warmth before she passed out. "You are worthless; your parents don't love you. Just die already," a voice said in Zoey's shifting dreams. Zoey tried to run away but was unable to do so, her body frozen in place. Zoey screamed as the darkness surrounded her, hammering into her mind with mind-breaking force. "MOMMY!!!" Zoey screeched, wanting the darkness to go away. "She is not here; she hates you. She wishes I were never born," Zoey heard the voice say, making her cry harder.

Zoey's eyes opened after an unknown amount of time had passed, the moonlight pooling out of her room window. Zoey felt too weak to move, so she just moved her eyes around to see she was in a hospital room, her arm bandaged tightly. Zoey sobbed silently into her pillow, just wanting to die.

This is all I can do for the time being; my emotions are already all over the place, and this book is making me too depressed to continue writing. This update does not count for my promise, but it will if I do not update again.

Sorry.


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