<Layla's POV>
I, like my siblings, have a dirty secret.
When I was younger I was bullied. A lot. I had big bulky glasses and ugly braces. I was a really late bloomer too. I had no friends besides the one in kindergarten. I am not in high school and the bullying and amount of friends hasn't changed.
My "dirty" secret is that I cut. I let the bullying get to me and I put that sadness and anger into cutting. My parents don't know about me cutting and they can't stop me. I will do it as long as I want. I do it so often that is has become part of my daily routine. I do it so much that I sometimes have no room on my arms and have to cut on places like my legs or thighs or pretty much anywhere that I can find room.
I just lock myself in my room for a few hours and cut away with a razor. Sometimes I pass out afterwards, but I feel like it's worth it.
I always wear long selves and long pants and I act really conserved. I feel like that is the reason I don't have friends. I don't need friends though. All I need is food, water, my phone, and my razor.
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Killer Parents
Mystery / ThrillerThis story is about sixteen siblings who live a mansion alongside their "killer parents." The kids are all less then a year apart ranging from 2 to 17 years old. Their parents have a dirty secret and the kids are dying to know what it is.
