"Are you okay?" Something people have always asked me...and everytime I've given the same response. I'm fine. But I never really am... ———————————————————— It's always the same thing. Wake up, go to school, come home, take a shower, do homework, go to sleep, and wake up in some fucked up dimension and survive there for 7 hours...
There are times where I can't take it anymore. To deal with it I'd cut. My arms, legs, and stomach are covered in cuts. I do it to keep myself from breaking, which I CANNOT do. Especially not infront on my parents or friends.
I like watching the blood run down my arm everytime a razor or no cutter sliced clean through my flesh...I don't know why but...it's so satisfying.. ———————————————————— Emma pov
Cricket📶 86%🔋 ————————————————————
(Me) Ashlyn, can you come down stairs for a second? Ashy Yea? Why though? (Me) Me and your father wanna have a talk with you. Ashy Ok I'm coming down now. ———————————————————— Ashlyn's pov
I headed downstairs and entered the living room where I saw my parents waiting for me...and my diary was on the table..."what's that?" My mom asked. "Uhh...a book..?" I responded nervously. "Not some regular book ash....why didn't you tell us you kept a diary?" "Shit" I thought to myself. I knew I was fucked. "I-I swear I as gonna eventually..when I felt l-like it..." GOD WHY DID U HAVE TO SOUND SO DAMN NERVOUS?! "Y-you didnt...read it..did you" please tell me they didn't.. "Yes, we did in fact." I heard my dad say. NO NO NO THIS IS BAD! REALLY REALLY BAD! WHAT DO I DO!? "Can you roll up your sleeves for us?" Emma said in a stern but soft voice. "O-okay..." ———————————————————— Leaving y'all at a cliff hanger😼
This was so short help me😔
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