Managed to get home finally but then my mum proceeded to search my room ofcourse and found all my blades. Lucky for me I had one in my phonecase
A bit after my lecture I was able to be finally alone.
I grabbed the blade digging it into my skin. Dragged it across my skin hearing the little skin rips as it started to bleed. It was actually quite calming tbf. I placed the blade back in my phone case and grabbed some tissue and headed to the bathroom to wet it.
I'd been dabbing the cut for abt 10 minutes now but it still wouldn't stop bleeding. It was a nightmare honest to god nightmare. I managed to find some nail scissors and cut up an old sock to put round my wrist whilst I headed to the shop.
At the shop I grabbed some steri strips and placed them on the counter got some paracetamol aswell to add to my stash that was basically gone now. I looked rough as hell and kept staring at my feet as I payed and walked home.
I took the sock off and it had finally stopped bleeding but it was so wide it was gonna scar so I started to unwrap the steri strips. I pushed the 2 sides of the skin together placing the steri strips on making sure not to infect it. All patched up. I pulled a hoodie on and pt my earbuds in.
Mr forgettable
David kushner
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Lost Soul
Teen Fictiona story of a girl struggling with mh and sh hopefully someone can relate to this bc ik I can