That day i went home after i got called to the counselors was miserable. As i walked in the door my mum and dad were at the dinner table, my mum was crying and my dad wasn't showing it but he was angry. I tried to go to my room unseen but it didn't work. "(Y/N) C-Can you come h-here" my mothers shaky words echoes through my ears. Walking over to the table I looked down fighting off the tears "Yes mum?". She took a deep breath "You know what this is about correct?". I nodded to her question and sighed quietly. My dad immediately started yelling, telling me how my life wasn't that horrible and how could I do this to them and stupid crap like that. Their just lucky i don't wear shorts or else they'd be even more pissed. I guess i jinxed myself saying that cause the following say was Saturday and me and my friend Jack were hanging out at the park and it was hot so I wore shorts. Thinking my mum was picking me up i didn't really care. Of course my dad had to pick me up and he wouldn't have noticed anything if it wasn't for me pointing out a bruise i got from running into my wardrobe thing. The car rode home was long it really involved him yelling at me again as well as asking if i wanted those scars on my body. I wanted to answer yes but to save my ass from more bullshit I said no and made a promise. "I promise not to cut anymore and you can check up on me and if I say no then you can call a therapist and get me medication" i said a bit annoyed. He agreed to my promise and that was it. For awhile I did keep my promise but than i discovered new places. Such as my ankles and stomach and I was happy again that i was able to have a way to control my pain.
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She Never Knew...
Non-FictionA sad but touching story about a young girl in high school who has a rough time with school and life. Who never knew what to do with her life or what the meaning for it was. A story about harming and and bad thoughts.
