Its been a week since Alana and Harry last spoke, and Harry hasn't been taking it very well. He doesn't talk. All he does is sit around and stare into space. He rarely comes out of his room, he cries himself to sleep almost every night, and to top it all off he doesn't eat or drink.
Alana, on the other hand, doesn't sleep at all. Or eat. She hasn't come out of her room all week. She thinks about cutting or suicide. Something to get take the pain away.
Alana sat up in bed Tuesday morning. Wishing she could just stay asleep for ever.
Alana slipped out of bed and walked into the bathroom. She peeled...
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