It takes love, to cure depression

"Get up you worthless girl!" Azunas mother slaps Azunas face. Azuna gets a flashback from this morning. "Is life, is life even worth living for? Azuna asked herself. "What is the point of living, without having a purpose? My life is a living hell." Azuna looks at her bruises her body, her stepmother's beatings were still visible from earlier. In the bathroom mirror, Azuna saw a pathetic girl that does not deserve to live. Azuna grabs a sharp square contraption, she was holding it over her arm with tears running down her bruised face. "What is the point" she whispers underneath her breath.