A/N: The topic of self harming is discussed in this chapter. You may skip it if you need to.
I woke up the next day at precisely 12:21. Damn. I wasn't even up that late.
I got out of bed, stretched, and went downstairs. I could tell that today was just gonna be another one of those 'only come of my room to eat and use the bathroom' days. I would be totally fine with that, if it weren't because I was depressed and overthinking. I sighed as I started making myself some toast.
When I was finished I took my toast right up to my room to eat it. My parents get worried about me on days like today, I don't understand why though. It's not like it doesn't happen often. I just sit in my room and sulk all day. They know the reason why, and they also know that I'm not doing drugs or drinking alcohol. I just sit on my bed and do what I'm best at. Being depressed.
You see, many girls cut themselves on various places to get rid of their problems. Whether it be their wrists, thighs, or even shoulders, they do it to get rid of your problems. I really don't see the point, or how it could ever possibly help.
People say that cutting yourself creates physical pain, which takes away the pain that's inside. I understand what they are saying, but it only takes away the thought of the pain inside for a few minutes, and then you go back to thinking about whatever it is hats causing your problems.
Another reason why I don't do it is because it creates more problems. It leaves horrible scars wherever you cut. I mean yeah, scars fade. But not completely. And once you finally stop self harming, and start doing more activities or whatever, you'll always have to worry about covering them.
[A/N: I'm sorry for the huge rant about self harming, and sorry if it offended you. I just hate how so many people do it nowadays, and thought I would add that into the story, and this was the only way I could think of to do it. And to anyone who does self harm, I'm not complaining about you I promise. Try and stay strong, whatever is bugging you will get better. If you ever need to talk, feel free to message me. Back to the story!:)]
So yeah, that's how some people 'get rid' of their problems. I on the other hand, try to get rid of my problems by continuous eating, showering, watching whole seasons of my favorite shows, and listening to music.
At about 4:30, I had just taken a shower and was now on my 3rd episode of Pretty Little Liars. I was just getting to one of my favorite parts, when my phone vibrated from beside me. I picked it up and looked at the message I had just received.
It was from 'The Sexiest Man Alive.'
It read: Hey Allison! How are you today?
I replied with: I'm fine, but who is this?
Soon I got a reply from whoever it was. I checked the message and it said: it's Ashton haha but I thought i saved my number in your phone.
I decided to continue texting him.
Me: You did, but you saved it as 'The Sexiest Man Alive.'
Ashton; Oh that's right. :o) So what have you been doing today?
Me: Just eating food and watching old episodes of Pretty Little Liars. You?
Ashton: not much really. I only woke up a few hours ago.
Me: same.
We continue to text for a while, until I had to go get dinner and then get some sleep. Tomorrow was Monday. Another dreaded day of school. I can't wait.
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I woke up and decided to take a shower since it had been a day or two. After showering I changed into my school uniform and slipped on some shoes. I never really wear makeup, so I just threw my hair into a quick ponytail. I made a mental note to myself to get a trim very soon, my split ends were getting pretty bad.
