Chapter One,someone....: This was another "normal" day you could say i sit next to this guy and i look into his eyes and see hurt despair,i wish i knew what was his problem i wish i had the guts to ask him is he okay,but i couldn't like there was something holding me back.I try to wear bracelet's and a long sleeve's everyday to hide my mistakes my ........scars,i think he might have one secret to tell me I'm the shyest person ever when it comes to talking but then if its something serious then i will try to not be so uptight i just wish he would talk to me! i feel if so this was my fault to see him hurting and not do anything or if he is i feel if so i just need to throw the blades away but i cant come to the point to day that i just cant.
Chapter two:What if :I think to myself everyday what happens if i would have killed myself who would miss me?.i think that the blade is what keeps me alive just to feel myself bleed and bleed.i saw scars on "him" today and i just went to the bathroom and cried put my back to the wall fell and cried i don't know what to do i looked in his eyes when i got out of the bathroom his eyes are so beautiful they where almost greenish blue,they where so beautiful you could fall in love with those eyes.Every person has a story so don't judge them by there cover-BLOOD ON THE DANCE FLOOR-i knew there was pain behind those eyes its hard not to tell and by the scars.I am so stupid why cant i just ask him is he okay but what if i do?
chapter three:Break Down: He comes close to me and says hey can you keep a secret and i say sure,of course i can he rolled up his sleeve's to see only one deep cut it was red and puffy and all scabbed up.i tyred to talk but when i did i could not breath i was trying to say something and when i did what came out was OMG ARE YOU OKAY!! why? was it me? i... i .... i am so..... so... sorry..........I wish i could help you and i want to i just don't know how but then thinking i showed him my arms and removed all my bracelets for him to see.Then a tear trickled down my cheek and said don't fell like your alone I'm here and always will be i love you,if you ever need me i will always be here your never alone.
FINAL CHAPTER:THE TRIP TO RECOVERY: So after that little sad day we talked and talked and thought what it would be like to try to stop,well we started slow.We started by throwing away every single blade we own then we went and got rubber band and or markers so when we feel like that again we just do that.its been a tough ride but we made it threw together for ever friends and partners in crime! We just know how it is to hurt so please get help before it gets worse call you local suicide hot line and or help hot line because every 14.2 minutes some one in the united states die by suicide nearly 90% people who died by suicide had a treatable mental disorder-BLOOD ON THE DANCE FLOOR- so please and thank you <3 remember you are the heart that beats inside of me if you give up tonight you give up on me so don't go out like a teenage tragedy-BLOOD ON THE DANCE FLOOR-.
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The Not So Typical Short Story PART ONE
Non-FictionAt first there is NO names but then as you get in the second part you will find out how hard it is to live in "his" shoes and "hers" a love story? Maybe a friendship in the making find out does someone die well im not telling you that much read to f...
