The secret life of Evie

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Evie didn't harm herself for a while after that. Although ever since she was little, whenever she got very angry at herself, she bit her wrist really hard to punish herself. Eventually this wasn't enough.

One day, she came home from school and she unscrewed the blades from her pencil sharpener.
She knew she couldn't do it on her arm again, way too obvious.

She held the blade slightly away from her thigh.

I deserve it, I deserve it. This is what I deserve.

She repeated over and over in her head. She sliced her skin once again.