Well, how would I exactly describe getting framed by three freshmen high schoolers and having my friends- No, former friends fall for it- Annoying? Depressing? No. No, much worse. It was torture, I faced so much abuse at the hands of my classmates and yet I'm still here. I'll keep going until I can't, but given how things have been going I doubt I'll be able to hang on much longer.

Tell me I'm going to be okay, Twilight, please.

Sunset struggles with trusting and regaining her friendships with the people who she hurt and who hurt her the most, old trauma rears it's ugly head and only makes things more complicated.

This story contains themes that include: Suicide/self-harm, depression, profanity, my probably bad writing and possibly other themes later in the story. Read at your own discretion, you have been warned.