Everyone left and left me and mark alone. I hate him. What could he possiable want. "So what are you doinging here and what do you want", I said sounding pretty annoyed. And i hated him. " I I wanted to say that i reamember you and that i am sorry", he said. " I don't care about you people anymore. Just stop caring and let me be. I hate you can you hear me I.HATE.YOU. " , I screamed at him. I couldn't take it anymore. Before he could even speak I left. I felt Mark grab my wrist. I turned around and was angry enough. " Mark do you want to unleash my evil side," I said clearly to him. He just got close to me and our lips meet. Nooooo. I pulled away quickly and ran. ( the next day )
If Mark wanted to see me in pain so be it. I wore a jacket then took it off when I walked off the bus. I told Sofia so we both did it. sister hood. All we got were stares. Then came the worst part. People laughing at us. Now I was waiting to see Mark so he could see the pain I have gone through for most of my life. One popular girl pushed me and called me an attention whore. My depression was coming back again. I threw my jacket back on and cried in the girls bathroom. I never cut
before so I wanted to try it out. I need some relief. My sharpener was calling my name. I unscrewed it and took the blade. First I cut my thighs. Next I cut my wrist. About 20 cuts on my wrist. I felt alive. I cleaned them off and walked to my class room. I was a little late. Slightly opening the door I walked in. No one noticed me at first. Then the whole class stared at me and whispered to each other. I hated when they did that. One boy coughed and said emo bitch. I ignored him because we I am use to be called that. Mark heared the boy and told him to step outside. I looked at him with anger. Sofia saw blood on my wrist and pulled up my sleeves. " Really, did you have to do this," she wispered to me. " I wanted to try it out and see how it felt," I said hopeing she would understand. She just sighed and payed attention to marks lesson.
