~~~{chapter 2}~~~

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~~lunch~~

I had went to lunch, and luckily I had made a friend. Her name is Carly. She had straight brown hair, dyed in the tips. Her eyes are brown and she is thin

Carly was a year older than me but still she is in the same grade as me.

When we were eating the so not good food, I noticed something in the corner of my eye. My bully's. Carly probably noticed something was wrong but before she could say something I was thinking about my old memories and there not good.

~flashback~
"Hey bitch! Ready for your daily beatings." It was more of a statement than a question.
Sooner or later he slapped me cold hard on the cheek, while his so called "best buds" hold me in place. Where I couldn't even move an inch.

If Ya haven't guessed what happens next, he started punching me also his friends noticed I fell to the floor, which gave them the chance to start kicking me. Then I heard footsteps slowly dying, which gave me the signal that they were gone.

I stayed on the floor. Feeling like I'm slowly dying. But then all of a sudden a shot of pain hit me, like a golf ball hitting your head.

Next thing you know I'm crying all the tears I had.

Now that I had the strength to get off of the floor and walk. I started to slowly walk to my house . When I reached my destination, I walked up to my room being quiet as a mouse to try not waking up my step father and my mom.

I went to my room and quickly went to the bathroom to find my only friend.

My blade.

I cut three lines across my very pale skin. Soon the red liquid started to come out, going from my arms to the white sink making it red with my ugly blood, that came from my ugly ass self.

But the pain sooth me so much I just loved hurting myself. Making myself in pain made me feel so, I don't know how to explain it.
~end of flashback~

"Hey you okay?" Carly asked me.
"Yeah, why?" I replied.
"Well 'cause you were in deep thought, and I just thought something was wrong also 'cause there was tears in your eyes."

There was something wrong but she just didn't understand my feelings nor my pain.

"Oh" was all I could say."

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