Consumed

[somecallmechewy]

I am young, maybe eleven, and it's after bed time. The mattress is slightler harder than I'd like and the duvet is a little stuff. I'm in my Grandmothers house and I am terrified of death. I don't want to die. I don't want anyone to die. I pray to God in my confusion even though I do not believe in God and I can taste the salty warmness of the

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[tickledpink1705]

Oh my god, i am so sorry... that is awful.
Sorry forbeing so slow replying. I have only just logged on and checked ur page.

*hug*

I dont know what else to say really.

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