rocking backwards and forwards in my poorly lit room I glanced towards the corner where I keep my box. I wanted it, I needed it, I craved it. I couldn't take it much longer of this, I unravelled myself from the comfort position I was in and slowly walked to the other side of the room. I grabbed the clothes and the towels that was hiding the box and threw them into a pile behind me. I picked up the cold metal box and opened it quietly while I sat on the floor next to the pile of clothes. my eyes got bigger as I saw my only friends.....my blades. I chose carefully which one I wanted to use and ran my finger across the sharp edge gently with a blank expression showing no emotion at all. I pulled up my left sleeve to revel as I like to call them 'my stripes' I looked at them in disgust for a while then pulled my attention back to what I was about to do. I placed the corner of blade on my wrist and pressed hard as I dragged it across my cold skin. a small smile formed on my face as the pain from the cut overwhelmed me. the blood ran down my arm as I picked up a used towel besides me and wiped the blood off. I looked at how deep I had done, the blood was not going to stop anytime soon lets put it that way.
after around half an hour my wrist had finally started to stopped bleeding out heavily. I looked inside the box one more time to get some plasters for my wrist, one plaster is never enough so I got out 2 plasters just to cover it up. of course the blood leaked though them but I didn't really give a shit at all.
I heard footsteps coning towards my door. I grabbed everything and hid it all in the box which I then quickly hid under my washing. I pulled my sleeve down and crawled into bed and acted like nothing had happened, the foot steps continued on passed my room and I let out a sigh of relief.
now that I felt a little better I lay in my bed thinking what tomorrow at school was going to be like. you see I didn't have any friends only bullies and people who would sometimes smile at me as I pass them in the hallway but not friends. I've never had any friends before ever but who needs friends when you have tumblr and music to worship right?!. I began laughing at how pathetic and meaningless my life was which slowly turned to tears. I cried into the pillow so that i didn't want up anyone in my family until I fell asleep.
