not a oneshot
This is the nightmare I had last night that resulted in the poem I made in my poem book
Each & every one of my friends turns against me. they start to abuse me badly till I fall unconscious, when I wake up I'm covered in cuts, blood & bruises. my glasses lay broken at my feet as I look around the cage I'm stuck in. there was no lock & im in a dark room so I start crying. as I cry I hear all my friends saying mean things & as each thing was said I'd get a burn somewhere on my body. this keeps happening till my skin is fully burned in. 1st degree burn but the mean & rude things keep being said as I cry harder in pain from the burns & from my friends mean comments. they get louder & louder till I wake up crying & sobbing into my pillow. I couldn't sleep so I wrote the poem then I tried to cry myself to sleep.
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