Apple.
Thirteen, that was the age I started to make decisions— decisions that made me think what do I do if I don't want to continue being thirteen? it's not easy for a regular person like me. School, problems, boys, puberty.. I just became a teen, but why do I think— why do I feel I'm dying, Draining, that's not supposed to happen— right? I'm just a teen, not an adult, but every time I wake up, It feels like my body is spoiling? spoiling, like an apple. Life is also an apple. You start with being ripe, and then you get exposed, then you start to spoil.. and the longer you stay, the faster you decay.
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