I didn't know it was happening. Not until he looked at my arm and asked if I was okay. Replying with a nod, but the tear running down my face and the blood running down my arm told the truth.
Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 3:14 AM UTC
I didn't know it was happening. Not until he looked at my arm and asked if I was okay. Replying with a nod, but the tear running down my face and the blood running down my arm told the truth.