Chapter 6: Kendra
I was in my dorm, sitting on the bathroom floor, holding a razor between my thumb and pointer finger. I pressing it so hard it was making my finger tips ache. I put it to my butchered wrists. The cool metal gave me a chill. I pressed down and saw the bright red blood flow from the fresh cut. I hurt so beautifully and with the blood out flowed all my problems and worries. I made 4 more cuts then looked back at my work. I had drawn a star. My floor was covered in crimson puddles and drops. I rolled up my pants leg and looked down and the lines and designs I had cut into my body. I couldn't help it, the tears started streaming down my face, hot and burning. I put my head in my hands and cried till I had nothing left to cry.
