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As I slip my skinny jeans over my fresh cuts. I feel the burning sensation. It hurts so bad, but yet I crave it. I crave the pain. I need it to feel better. I keep getting dressed and I put on my All time low tee shirt with my sweater over it. Snap on my choker and slip on my bracelets. It hurts so bad. I walked to my bus stop with my friend Coltton. He said " have you been staying clean?". I gave him a silence. He had a really sad look on his face and that made me feel even more guilty. I already feel guilty for telling Coltton that I hated him and he believed it. It makes me so sad. I don't understand why I say somethings. I kept walking and gave him one of my ear buds and he hummed along as we walked up to our bus stop. I look at his wrists and see deep scars. They were a lot worse than mine. Probably all because of me. He used to cut because I cut. He has been clean for at least 3 months and so was I until I slipped. He won't be after school.
I can't let him. As we got on the bus, he said " Drew said that he was going to dump Tiffani for you." I automatically blushed. I have liked him for two years. I can't believe it. I screeched in my head. " Really?" I asked? " Yeah" he stated. When we go to school he went to his friends and then him and Drew walked up to me and I could see his pretty blue eyes and black hair. I just wanted to melt inside. But I kept my cool. " Hey" he said. My voice cracked as I said " hello". He smirked. I can't believe he is actually doing it! I said to myself in my head. Then he says. " So do you want to go out?". I could feel myself blushing. I said really quite and quickly. "YES". He smiled and said Okay and then gave me his number and walked away. I felt so good. When I went into school I went to my locker and saw all the pictures of me and me three friends. I felt today would be a good day. But I second guessed myself. As soon as I thought that Tiffani said, " I knew you were pretty but not pretty enough to date Drew." I felt so bad. I just closed my locker and walked away as I herd them laughing. Faintly I herd them talking about me behind my back. I could not take it anymore. I had to something about it.

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