It's not quite 2017, but I though I would wish you a good one! Hopefully it turns out better than 2016... *cough* Trump *cough cough*

I'm pretty mad at my mom because I learnt that she's a full-on Trump supporter. She didn't just vote for him because she hated him slightly less than Hillary. Nope! She loves what he's doing *cries*

Also, I'm writing a new story. Right now, it's called An Eye for an Eye. I probably will change it though :P

Here's what I have so far:

ohh god...

Great. 2016 struck again. I just deleted what I have so far... and I can't undo or recover it.

Um... So... the preview will have to wait... Umm

Im going to go because now Im actually crying

I worked so hard

I blame Trump

Well... Have a good 2017!

Bye!

*Sobs*

AHHHHHHHHH I MANAGED TO GET IT BACK I WAS SO UPSET MAYBE THE POWER OF 2017 IS ALREADY COMING THANKS GOD

Here it is! It isn't too good, it's just a draft so I probably will change it later:

The feeling of the blade piercing my skin was unforgettable. The unforgiving pain flourishing from my broken skin; how quickly my nerves went from calm to on fire. It was pain. It was wonderful. Every cut and every stab... it was... satisfying... getting the punishment I deserved.

As the knife entered my stomach once again, he told me, "See, sweetie? That's what happens when you're naughty. Maybe you'll think twice before acting retarded in the future." I nodded vigorously: the lesson defiantly had been learnt.

"I knew you would get it, sweetie," he laughed, rubbing my head. He yanked the knife out of my stomach, making me wince. As he was walking out the door he turned around and threw a small roll of bandaids at me. With a wink, he whispered, "Use them sparingly," before locking the door behind him.

I grinned as I eagerly untapped the roll. I managed to cover the stab wounds, even though the thin strips were quickly soaked and stained a deep crimson. I left the minor cuts untreated; they'd heal on their own, no use wasting precious bandaids. I ignored the beads of blood dripping down my arms as I finished applying the strips.

Despite the pain, I was grinning ear to ear. It wasn't everyday that he gave me bandaids, he must have been feeling generous today. He's just so caring! It was times like these that made me remember why I love him.

And.... That's it! I hoped you liked it! Merry 2017!