The silent tears and the unheard screams. The hidden scars and bleeding cuts. These are the sighns of shattered dreams. Broken hearts and words never said. . "Just one" she said. Then the pain would fade away. One was seven in her head. So she made them every day. . With each slash. She lost a part of her. When she heard a noise. She made a sudden dash. . She blocked the door. And tried to hide. The blood freely flowing. That's how they died
