Welcome to Hell

My Dear, Chloe

Do not forget me.

Remember the days you would talk about me, 

whisper things of lies and ugly thoughts,

read through the group message that you kicked me out of

Dream of me. 

daze off into the past where you ruined my life

Ask the psychic to see the girl drowing herself 

killing her body with poison to stop the pain you 

had caused.

Hurt me more.

I put my life to an end because of you

what I once was is no more.

my idenity.

I dream about you all the time.

I Hear the tremors of the ground as they open

spewing flames into the air

as to dark hands swallow you into hell


Peyton Elizondo

-the girl who bullied me


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