It's 3:00a.m. I couldn't sleep, things were on my mind, things that shouldn't be on my mind, things that are hard for me not to talk about, I can't stop. it won't stop. my heart is melting as fast as you fall asleep, slowly and then all at once. I walked down to the kitchen, got a knife, and cut myself.
6:00 am ( I'm awake )
I didn't sleep, I let the cuts to dry. I put some bandage after. I had to hide it from my parents, so I wore a black skeleton sweater with some jeans. I went down, straight to school. no breakfast, no anything.
6:30 am ( I'm hurting but alive)
I ignored everything and everyone, I went to class not looking at everyone, but probably not Stella. I knew I could trust her. " look I can't take this, what's wrong?" Stella asked
"nothing" I replied
"sure" she sarcastically said, "now tell me what's wrong?"
" John's twin killed my brother,"
"I thought he was good for you,"
"told you,"
"how do you feel?"
"it hurts,"
"Look, just don't talk to him"
"thanks"
we ended our conversation just like that, at least she tried to help, I knew she cared, she just didn't know what to say.3:00 pm
I took out my bandage, and stared at the scars. I wish things would just be easier for me, but they're not. I wish I could just wish them away.
4:00 pm
I went on Facebook and looked at some pictures, but then John sent something saying he was sorry. a little sorry couldn't fix any of this.. but he wouldn't stop.
John:I know I can't get your attention, but I want you to know I'm really sorry
Me : Do you really think sorry can fix it
John : Not right now
Me: Why do you keep on trying
John: because I like you
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