(A/N: Everything from here on out is kinda bad. I don't want any triggers. Thanks)
I began to cut after Jack and I broke up. I watched my beautiful, tone, hairless, perfectly clean thighs disappear. I did it on my thighs that way no one would see the scars. Every single day until 8th grade came around.
I stopped cut the night before school started. I didn't wanna be questioned about it. I go in and I couldn't believe my eyes. This school was amazing. It was so clean and nice. And a lot of the people I had seen and asked for directions were so nice and sweet. (I switched schools by the way) Oh and my lord the boys were just hot as fuck. I mean I knew I didn't stand a chance with them but I didn't let that ruin my day.
(To be continued)
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Non-FictionMy name is Audree Ramirez. This is my story. And this is what really happened....
