Broken Into Pieces (EDITING)

Chapter One- Numb (Fade away)

A/N- This is my first Non-fiction story so bare with me. My story is going to be sad and depressing but I promise a happy ending to it. :)

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Chapter One- Numb (Fade Away)

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          The sound of a beeping alarm clock at 6:00am woke me up from my sleep. A start to a new day in this horrible thing I call my life. I know that's a very stereotypical thing for a teenage girl to say but it's the truth. My life is not sunshines and rainbows. It's filled with pain and sadness.

          Now you're probably thinking I'm over reacting right? Well I wish I was. I wish I was one of those sterotypical teenage girls that complain about their lives when there isn't anything wrong with their lives. But my life isn't that, unfortunately. When I was nine I lost both my parents. Now I live with my step parents who treat me horribly.

          If that isn't enough for me to give you a reason to see that my life isn't a freaking fairy tail then I don't know what to tell you. I don't really have any friends. When I was little of course I did but now...not so much. It's not because I want to be alone, it's mostly because people stay clear of the depressed girl. Well that's what they like to call me. If only they knew how much their words hurt me. But that doesn't matter because I have a way to make myself feel better even if it isn't the best thing to do.

          People have many different ways of coping with pain but my way is self harm. Yes, I cut myself. You read right and that's not a good thing but no one cares about me so why should I right? It's not the best way to think but that how I've been for a long time.

          Shaking away my depressing thoughts, I get up from my mattress and turn off my alarm clock. I head for my bathroom to take a shower to wash away all the crisp from yesterday. I turn on the hot water and stripe from my clothes.

          Once I see the water is starting to steam I step into the spray of water. My body is completely numb from yesterdays events. I don't feel the water as it hits my skin. And it's almost like I'm watching myself from outside my body. I don't feel like I'm me.

          Dried blood goes down the shower drain from my arms and thighs. My body is covered in scars, cuts, and bruises. I try and not think about what cause the damage because then I'd break again. So once I feel that I've been in the shower long enough I turn off the water and step out of the shower.

          I grab my towel from the door rack and dry my body and hair off.

          When I'm done I wrap my towel around my body and head back into my room. I look at the clock to see it reads 6:23am. I turn around and go into my closet.

          All the clothes I own are long sleeve and dark colored. As you can see I'm not a very bright person. Slowly, I pick out a grey long sleeve shirt, black skinny jeans, and a black hoodie.

          Once I've finished getting dressed I look around my room for my worn out white converses. Searching high and low I find them under my book bag and put them on, immediately. I look at the clock again and see it reads 6:54am.

          Shit! Great I missed the bus to school. Now I have to walk and with my luck I'll probably be late because the world just loves fucking with my life.

          With that thought in my mind I head out of my room as quiet as possible. Hopefully I won't wake anyone up I was suppose to be gone by 6:45am. Damn, if they catch me I'm dead for sure this time.

          Letting out a breath which I didn't know I was holding, I quietly make my way down the stairs.

          Ok that's good, Snow, just a few more steps till you reach the door. I talk to myself as I walk down the stairs.

          Rounding the corner I finally see the front door and speed walk to it. I put my hand on the knob and twist it ever so slowly being careful not to make a sound.

          Once the knob is fully turned I pull the door open and slip through it; closing it behind me. Good, Snow, nice job now all I have to do is make it to school on time.

          I take my phone out from my pocket along with my earphones, I look at the time 7:15am. The walk from my house to school is ten minutes so I should make it in time.

          I put my earphones on and look through my playlist. If there is anything besides cutting that takes the pain away and makes me feel alive and away from the world it's music. So I scroll through my playlist till I find the perfect song to walk to school with.

 (song on the side play now)

          Listening to the song I feel myself come alive as the guitar plays and the lyrics enter my mind. I've heard this song many times before mostly because it's one of my favorites.

I'm cold and broken...

          I mouth the words as I walk to school, the cold winter air nipping at my skin. My thoughts drift to yesterday and how horrible it was. Maybe today won't be such a bad day, I think to myself.

          How I'm so positive I don't know.

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a/n-Picture on the side is Snow