Chapter 2

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It was the night before I moved to university. Moving to London was such a big thing for me and my anxiety was going crazy. I grabbed the one thing I'd left out from my bags and decided to use it one last time, tomorrow was going to be a new chapter of my life and this was the only way to close this one. So doing what I knew best, I grabbed my razor and did what I felt necessary .

Once is finished I carefully wrapped up my blade and put it into one of the boxes , I wasn't ready to get rid of it just yet ,that would take me a while longer. I scanned around my room and took a moment to remember all of the good and bad memories I'd had in here, I didn't know if I as quite ready to leave yet, I knew I had too though, for myself so that I could become a much better person than my mum. This was my one shot at doing something good for myself .

I chose to do art because it was the one thing I felt passionate about and the only way I could truly express my feelings, well apart from self harm. I was so scared to meet new people and constantly worried about my appearance and what other people would think of me. As it was getting late I finished packing up last of my things , then after turning off my light I laid in bed and attempted to get to sleep.

I struggled to open my eyes as kian burst into my room and threw back the curtains screaming "MORNING SUNSHINE" . I let out a groan and rolled over but the covers were briskly pulled away from my warm body causing me to curl up in a ball and groan even further. Then, to make things worse my spoilt little sister came waltzing into the room , throwing her full body weight on top of mine. Finally I gave up and pushing both lily and kian off of me , I got up .

I couldn't face my breakfast so instead I tipped the soggy cornflakes into the dogs bowl. Kian was putting the last of my boxes into his car, my dad was too busy to drive and my mum had a nail appointment. Of course , they wouldn't even be here on one of the biggest days of my life . "You ready?" Asked Kian. I kissed kilt on the cheek, grabbed my bag and headed to the car.

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