~*~ We all get addicted to something that takes the pain away... ~*~
The familiar rumble of the school bus was the noise I was focusing on, trying to tune out the people around me. Jonah isn't here today and the football team is currently screaming 'cutter' at me. Ansley must have spread it around, She didn't believe my bullshit reason and found out about my drawings. The girl across the isle looked across at me, our eyes met and I studied her. She was an unhealthy size, to small and I can tell she was hurting to, mentally that is. "Hey Ashely, hey are you listening to me?" Her friend asked, waving her hand in her face.
"Yeah Dakota, I am." She broke the eye contact.
I suddenly felt tears brim my eyes, they are what I've wanted since Elementary school. A good friend ship and now that I have Jonah, this happens and he ignores me. All because of how I messed up, How I let my guard down.
"Oh, is the little cutter gonna cry?" A group of started laughing, "Why don't you go cut to feel better?" I let the tears fall down my cheeks.
Maybe I will.
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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...
