⚠️TW⚠️ If you didn't see the warning in the description, this whole book focuses on mental illness with mentions of suicide, self-harm, sexual assault, and more. ESPECIALLY THIS "CHAPTER". If you feel comfortable continuing, please do so. If not, no hard feelings - Shay :)
Cold. Everything was freezing. All I feel is cold. Nothing else, not even the white faux fur rug under my still body. Red. Not white, not anymore. Looking down at the rug now, it looks more pink than red. I hate pink, it should've turned red. Why wasn't it red by now? Maybe I could still feel things, but not physically. Not like a normal person would, sitting on a blood-soaked expensive fur carpet. Not like a normal person would, if cutting turned into suicide in the span of five seconds. But five seconds is all it took for me to take the razor blade to the inside of both my wrists. The only thing I would change is the environment. The fur rug? Mom loves this rug, she's going to be so disappointed in me for ruining it. It's a good thing I won't have to see her face when she sees the damage I've done. Although it was a tough decision, it was one I made quickly. Either wake up tomorrow or stay lying on this faux fur white rug, eternally. Red. Gosh, Hanna, the rug is red. Just as I had hoped for, the perfect shade of red. I'll just stay right here. forever and always.
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Authors Notes
This chapter is pretty short, as it's a small introduction one! The other chapters will be longer than this one, I promise ;)
Also, if you find any grammar and/or punctuation mistakes, POINT THEM OUT! I normally try to be very strict about my own grammar and things, so if you see a problem please correct me in the comments.
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