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The first day I got marks on my wrists like dull glass tried to cut into the bone I did not want my parents to see it so I grabbed my stuff hottailing out the door I ride my bike hurting my hands stopping and running into the school doorway.My sleeves fly up our guidance counselor seeing it.She grabbed my by my elbow pulling me into her room....Lol...Cliff hangeR

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