The Worst Day Of Hell

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Gina's POV
I walk in the doors. There is complete silence while i walked to my locker, 202. I had a locker by my at least so called friend Jordan, but as I got to my locker she was laughing at me. I didn't understand what was wrong. My first class was English, my worst subject and we were just going over the basics. Of course, me being typical Gina was doodling in my notebook. Everyone kept giving me glares but at this point I finally figured out was wrong. When I was rolling up my sleeves on the bus, Blake saw my cuts. I could't believe this. I couldn't possibly think this was happening. He told everyone. EVERYONE. No one ever knew i cut until now. I raised my hand and got excused to go use the restroom. As I walked down the hall everyone was staring and laughing at me. I felt so hurt and disappointed. I was walking as fast as I possibly could to the bathroom and ran into this guy I've never seen before. "Oh my gosh! Are you okay?" I asked concerned. "Yeah, haha it's all good. Can you tell me where Mr.Johnson's English class is?" "Yeah, totally. Go straight and turn right twice." I smiled. "See you around!" He called while running down the hall. Yes! He's in my class! I thought to myself. I made my way to the restroom and remembered all the mean things they said. Those words never escape my mind : ugly, fat, worthless, no good, a waste on this Earth and so much more. Luckily i had my purse bag with me. I pulled out my blade and made a big, deep cut on my wrist. Finally the world went black.

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