I'm tired. I feel so empty. Everyone was laughing at me, then I run all the way to the washroom. Why are they laughing at me? Is there something on my face? I don't get it. I've been questioning my existence too much. I'm a real mistake. I shouldn't have born. Got out my knife outta my pocket and scratch it on my wrists. The blood bleeding out continuously sent me relief somehow, even though it hurts. After a few seconds, I washed the blood all over both of my hands. My wrists were left with agonizing pain, and I have no bandages. Good. I make my way to the class, and it's empty.
" Maybe it's already break time.."
I take a seat on my chair. There's nothing to do other than sleeping, right?
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" ..e-..Ehh?.. I'm still at school? W-what time is it?!"
Oh, it's already pass afternoon. And school has dismissed! I started running towards the school gate, hoping I won't get locked in this hell. Phew! I managed to get out. Next stop: ' Home '
