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Two Weeks after suicide attempt...


I went shopping with my Uncle, just to our local shopping centre. I decided i wanted an ice cream from Maccas... just because they are the best ever. I was waiting in line...as you do, and suddenly this force from behind me pushed me straight into the marble bench. I look up to see Taneil and her group of friends, the anger rushes through me.

"What the hell," I yell... this is the first time i have retaliated with anything more than a squeaky whisper. They all look at each other in surprise of my sudden reaction, and they laugh.

"What you gunna do about it whale?" Their comments make my blood boil even more. My mouth and brain won't cooperate and i cuss myself for running out of something to say right now. I lunge forward and push Taneil as hard as i can, she stumbles back. The look on her face seems to take the bravery away from her and it all comes to me.

"I am sick and tired of you and your little group of friends pushing me around like I am a piece of nothing! I am not a toy! I am not a thing you can break and put back together again." I take a step towards her, my fists clenching at my sides, holding all the anger I have.

"You don't know what I've been through this week. You obviously didn't notice that an ambulance came blaring down our street to my house. You didn't notice because you are too obsessed with yourself and trying to make everyone around you miserable. What did I do to you?" I scream at her. She stands up and towers over me.

"You decided to live. I noticed the ambulance and prayed that you were hurt so bad, that you didn't die but you lived with the pain. And that's what I want to happen to you. I want you to live with the pain. I want you to hurt inside. I never want you to be happy again." Taneil says and the anger I'm holding takes over my brain and before I know it my fist connects with her face.

"I HATE YOU! I NEVER DID ANYTHING TO YOU!" I scream at you. She grabs my fist and pushes me to the ground.

"Never did anything hey? You call me a bully, but look at me Blair. Bleeding nose and I can't open my eye. All because of you. Now who's the bully?" She asks as she pulls up my sleeve. I am too tired to resist. She pulls up my sleeve and reveals the cuts to everyone.

"Look at this. Look at this pathetic little bitch. Cutting herself to get rid of the pain? Let me help." She says. I start screaming as she grabs one of the plastic knives. Luckily the clerk at the counter cuts in. But he doesn't help.

"If you're going to do this, go outside. I don't want to get paid less." he says. Taneil and her group start laughing and they take me outside and cut my arm with the plastic knife. It hurts more than you'd think. I've grown accustomed to a kind of pain. The pain that comes from metal. That plastic knife that cuts through my healing wounds, feels like pressing a blunt blade deep into your skin. She only cuts my arm once, but she then drops the knife and moves on to my other arm. I wonder what she's going to do as she grabs it and she sees the fresh cuts. I sharpened the blade last time. She grabs both sides of my arm and pulls it so it's taut, she calls one of her friends over who pulls my arm the other way and the cuts split open, blood dripping down my arm and onto to her finger. Another one of her little cronies run inside and grabs something.

"What do you have in your hand?" I ask in between my screams of pain. When the girl returns. She opens her hand and hands two packets of salt to Taneil. She rips them open and pours one all over my arm. I writhe in pain and try to get out of her grip but her friends hold me behind. She then opens the other packet and she take the finger that has my blood on it and she dips it into the salt. Her finger is now coated in the salt and as she brings her finger closer to my wounds, I know what is coming. The tears break out of my eyes, and she laughs at me.

"SUCK IT UP YOU BITCH!!" She yells at me. She brings her finger down to the cut wound and rubs the salt all over and in. No one stands up to help me. They all sit there and watch.

"Call the police! CALL SOMEONE!!!! HELP!" I scream. No one listens. Taneil gives up on me.

"What a pathetic little attention seeking whore. You have no worth. You will never mean anything to anyone. It doesn't matter if you move schools. I will always sit in the back fo your mind. We live in the same street you bitch, I will ALWAYS be there. Making sure you are miserable. Making sure you want it to end. And making sure it never does." She says menacingly and walks away.

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