I run to the basement, my room is there.
I open my bed side drawer, pulling out one on the many pill bottles.
I pull that one out and shut the door, locking it. I go to the blinds next and shut them.
Now, I lay on my bed pull out the bad that I hid in the pill bottle.
I pull down my pants so I could see my right hip.
I look at my blade thinking when will I get a new one. The one I am using now is all rusty.
I slice open my side and watch the beautiful red liquid slide down my leg.
I escape from this shitty life I live in for a few minutes.
I wipe off the blade and all the blood on my leg.
I walk back upstairs after waiting a few more minutes to feel numb again.
Just smile I think. Just smile.
A.N.
Hi, should I Make a story out of this or what. I'm not sure what I should do. So gimme some feed back or somethin. Thanksssss. Oh and this is a true story btw about myself.
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the cuts that bleed
Randomdeeper I said, just cut deeper. it won't hurt as bad as you think. don't worry. you will be fine. I say these things at 2am. or even 2pm. I cut and they don't get it. this is the life of Callie. if you are triggered by things, I suggest you not rea...