I sat on my bed the pain in my arm and the blood slowly flowing out. I applied pressure to the cuts that were just made only a few minutes ago, with a wet towel. After a while the bleeding stopped and I got up to the bathroom, my checks were tear stained and my head pounding but I had to get up and face the world today, like any other.
It was easy for me now, you know, to cut. I'm not afraid anymore it's like a daily routine. The pain of knowing you're not loved it cared for, but as far as anyone else knows I'm a happy 18 year old girl, enjoying her senior year, ha has bullshit.
But I continue my morning like any other, I toss my hair into a bun, put on a long sleeve white 'All Time Low ' shirt and black skinny jeans, some bright blue Chuck Taylor's, I applied my makeup and brushed my teeth, grabbing my bag and heading downstairs. But before I know it I ran into the wall. Whoop whoop! Go me!
Like any other great start to my day!
"Have fun at school darlin!" My mom yells from the kitchen. I don't reply I just keep on walking. I hopped into my car and driving off to school. The pain in my arms barley as bad as before, but still burn. I roll up my sleeve to see the open wounds, which didn't look too bad. This is who I am.
I'm Grace, I walk through the halls of my school, like any normal high schooler. But I've been told it parts like the Red Sea when I walk through. People think I'm quiet, or loud, shy or outgoing, mysterious or peppy, sad or happy, but know one really has a clue of what I am, and I barely know myself.
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Calum Hood's Sister
FanfictionPrologue/Intro "How long?" He asked "Since you've been gone" she confessed "Why?" He pushed "A person can only last that long in sanity, before they break all the way fully just crack open." She explained, "and honestly I cracked long before any...
