Hi. Im letrealla.

Frozen in feer.

Uhh. today I was sitting by my aunt casey, and she WOULD NOT shut up about my long sleves in the summer. (she just doesnt know I cut.) My mother does know I cut but she just makes fun of me for it. My mom is really abusive... verbally.

She hates me.. shes even told me. She calls me stupid, ugly, worthless, ect.

My cousin on the other hand loves me. shes 12. When she was little she called me fellow cause she didnt know how to Pronounce it..

"letrealla come down here NOW!" it bounced off the walls like knives. My mothers voice rang threw my ears. I was SCARED. As i creeped down one stair at a time a million thoughts flooded threw my head, i think i even broke sweat. whats she gonna say....????? As i reacked the last step i looked up and thought "please god no more."

I steped down slowly... then i heard another ring threw my ears. "LETRELLA GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" I practicly fell off the last step and when i looked in her evil eyes glaring at me I froze. she said "one of your little slicing buddys called.." "MOM SHES NOT A -SLICING BUDDY-! Then i heard a creek, its was alana. " whats a slicing buddy.??" "go up stairs alana hunny" Okay-

i never wanted alana out of all people to fond out about my cutting. she means töö much too me to tell her.