My story

My story part 2

The next day I went to school I had my first real bf in 9th grade the scratches itched a lot I kept itching them my one of my friends noticed and saw one of them went to my teacher I was in a special Ed classes I was in dance class when my friend saw it when my teacher found out she took me to the schools psychologist she gave me ways to deal with stress the right way then she said if I have to cut I can use a ice cube I didn't care what they said but when I got home mom was crying I knew what she was crying about she found out we talked and talked I hated to see her cry she made me show them to her I didn't like that to well then the rest of the day she wanted me to stay with her to make sure I was just doing it cause I saw a girl with cuts and scars at the Garage since then I can't go there anymore till this day I wish I can go there cause there I felt like myself I was happy there.