{2} Glass
She covered her ears, not wanting to listen to them argue for hours. The sound of glass breaking triggers her soul, frankly, her heart is aching. Silent sobs escape from her, wishing she was dead. Everything is just a blur. Soon she feels numb, shivering in the dark, afraid of what she can become. ♡literallyabigail
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