I woke up with the usual feeling of dread. The feeling of dread that will never leave. I felt a burning sting on my upper arm reminding me of what I did last night during a panic attack. I hear rain pelt down on my bedroom window and a wave of relief rushes through me knowing that I will be able to cover it with a hoodie today. I promised I'd stop but I can't. Not with the house that I'm living in.
I scramble around on the floor in search of my uniform that I threw on my floor after school last night. I find it and quickly dress before pulling my long brown hair into a ponytail and carrying out my usual routine of makeup to cover up the bruises that litter my face and neck. I rush down the stairs and say goodbye to my ma who's barely awake with her head on the kitchen table after getting high as she does every time dad lashes out which is most nights. I close the front door behind me as quietly as possible so I don't wake my dad and start my 45 minute walk to school.
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