~*~ Once a cutter, Always a cutter... Even if you stop cutting, You'll always miss it. ~*~
"I want Chocolate," I scream was I pull on his arm, "Jonah hurry!" He chuckled and opened the door for me. I ran in and my eyes widened like a child at a candy shop. Excitement flowed throw my veins as I looked at all the flavors and different cones.
Jonah walked up to the employee and told him our order, "That'll be $8.60." I grabbed my purse at the same time Jonah went for his wallet.
"Liz, I'm paying,"
"But you payed last time," I tried to argue with him.
He completely ignored me. "Where are we sitting." He asked.
I rolled my eyes, "Any where." We sat over in the corner booth. I watched him pull his sleeves down and I blurted out the question before I could even think about what I was saying. "Why do you always wear long sleeves all the time?"
"Because I like them," he quickly averted his eyes. I rubbed my own wrists and frowned.
I knew he was lying
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Self-Harm
Short StoryThe Gone Unnoticed Series 16 year old Elizabeth Parker was the perfect child. She was the child that everyone wanted, the child that everything they did was 'right'. What nobody noticed was that every night she would go home and break down, the wei...
