Cuts & Cures

Chapter 1

My name is Airin.I have anxiety disorder.My age is just around yours.I had trouble with my psychology.I had trouble with socializing.I had a lot of trouble that I can't share.

2007(Airin's Childhood)

It was on my birthday,when I'm 7 years old.It happened on the night that I can still remember when. I could still hear them until now.He or she never matters cause there were lots of them.

My Father,he is a woman and child abuser.He beats me.Why?Because I'm always sick.He always says that I'm just a burden,I've always been a troublesome kid for him.

It happened on my birthday party.He dashed out from his work place and came to ruin my special time in my life and say.

"WHY DID YOU ALWAYS GIVE TROUBLE FOR ME!THIS BIRTHDAY PARTY IS OVER!",he said.

"But darling,the party has just started.",my mom defended me.

"I DON'T MOTHERFUCKING EVEN CARE!YOU BASTARDS HAVE TO GET OUT FROM MY HOUSE IMMEDIATELY! OR ELSE........",he gave them a warning.

I have no rights to stop him.Its his house.I'm just a burden for him.How could he.....

That's when they come.Those who were whispering to cut myself.They'll come bugging me until I finally do it.

"Cut yourself,die for me,you are just a burden.........."The whispers fades.Why do I have to hear those stupid whispers?

Then it comes again.

"Go on darling~The knife won't hurt ya~~..."It fades again.

I know how much he thinks that I am a burden.But can I really cut?How?How?How?

"The knife dear......its....just....in....the....closet......go...and....get...it....free...yourself......go....on....Airin"The whisper was gone within the wind.

But how did they know my name?That's was really a mystery.

So,I went for the closet as the whispers told me so.I saw a knife.A beautiful knife.It was carved by a man name L.M.Victor.It was totally sharp.It's like the knife was a new knife.But where did it came from?

"If I die,can they smile?"I asked the whispers.

"Yes,dear.Yes,do it now......."They came again.

Here I go!I grabbed the knife and start go cut my wrist.The very interesting thing was........IT DIDN'T HURT AT ALL.

I cut a lot.Until I saw blood leeking out of my skin.I hear mom's voice calling me.But I don't want to go.

Mom is just around the corner of my room.I could tell by her footsteps.She was searching me.I know I did what I had to do.

"What the?Airin,what are you doing?Why Airin,why?"She asked me worriedly

Then,before I get to answer.It turned pitch black.