Am I Crazy?

I was sitting on my kitchen table with sissors, thread, antibacterial spray and a needle spread out in front of me. I didnt know the time, but the moon was shining brightly through our cheap plastic blinds. I was stitching up my forehead and it hurt like hell.

When I was finally finished the smell of blood wafted up to my nose, it was like rusty metal. I hated this smell and I couldnt take it. I stumbled towards the couch and ploped myself down on it. I was so tired it was unbeliveable, so I let myself drift off into a deep sleep...............

I woke feeling fresh and new, my head didnt hurt anymore and my energy had been boosted. I walked into the kitchen and that metalic smell of blood hit me like a ton of bricks. I held my breath and ran to the calender hanging on the wall.

It was Monday.

So that meant school.

Which meant I would have to face......... HIM!