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She found the sharpener. And the screwdriver. Locked herself in her bedroom, and removed the blade.
She sat on her floor, playing with her new favorite object, a shiny, silvery, sharp, new blade.
Without thinking anymore, she began making her picture, her cuts.
She slowly watched the blood drip out of her skin, but she was too numb to feel that the blade had pierced her skin.
She didn't tell him how she felt, and she instantly regretted it.
That's when she told him....
YOU ARE READING
My escape
RandomThe pain. The scars. The cuts. The blades. The end... SOME PARTS MAY BE TRIGGERING, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED