Remember Me

Prologue

I sat there on the bathroom floor. Blood dripping down my wrists and thighs, " I am in control." I tell myself over and over again. Trying to forget the names they called me, 'fat' 'ugly' 'stupid' 'retarded'. I keep slicing at my wrists trying to reduce the emotional pain by causing physical pain.

Knock Knock

My mum knocks on the door calling my name, I look up and hide my razor in my phone sock. I grab some tissue and try blotting the blood away, applying the burning liquid I always forget the name of.