'Im Fine.....'

Prologue (READ THIS!!!!!)

Lunas P.o.v

I sighed as my plans last night failed. i woke up to this helhole i all my like that i so desperately wanted out of. i pulled myself up out up bed and swung my legs over. i winced realising i moved to quick. i walked slowly over my floor length mirror. i hated what i saw. i punched the mirror. i guess i didn't realize how hard i punched. i actually cracked it. every time i looked in the mirror i wanted to throw up. i was ugly,fat,worthless,unwanted,unlovable, trash... the list goes. i didn't realise i was crying as fresh tears streamed down my tear stained cheeks. i noticed it finally as it was dripping on my shirt. all the scars i had did not contribute to my get better plan but they gave me control over my pain. i stared at my new splatters on my no longer blank canvas. i started counting as i examined them. yesterday i had a total of 82. i liked to count them. i don't know why i counted them but i did. every scar, burn, tear shed had story behind it. yesterday i heard a total 33 hurtful, shaming words. i think i counted because it kept me sane. i finished counting and got my new total. 115. there is a total of 115 scars coating my arms, legs, and stomach. i only continued crying harder as the words drifted back into my head. i shook my head as if doing so would silence the voices. sadly it didn't. it never does. but i knew what would.'why are you still here you worthless shit....' ' nobody wants you... 'you stupid bitch!' 'i don't why you think you matter..' 'i swear gene is a idiot for ever adopting you of all kids...' the voices grew louder. it made my head hurt. i reached for my razor -my closest friend- and drew some more pictures and the voices fell silent, for now. 'ill count them later' i thought as i went to wipe the blood falling from arms and legs.