7. The Light

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I'd found the light, even if it was through grief. I had to clean myself up. I finally realized it one day. I had decided to go to a rehabilitation center and better myself. I'd spent 6 long lonely months there. Every day was worth it, though.
I'd gotten out almost a month ago, then went on summer vacation until 3 days ago; and now here I am reminiscing about the past. I keep rethinking about what had happened. It keeps replaying, over and over, in my mind..
My wrist begins to itch as I think about what I could do now that I am free... Cut.
I haven't done it in so long. And now my arms ache for the sweet longing of the blade to my skin. I scratch my wrist trying to get the nagging to stop..
I swim deeper in the lake hope the itching will disappear. It doesn't, my body is screaming for pain. I promised myself I'd stop in rehab. I'd stop for him.
I'm ugly enough anyways, don't want to make it worse with more scars..
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Word Count: 183
So Carlys having a hard time coping with life, like myself...
How do you guys cope when life gets hard?
AND I know my story is under the category 'Romance' and it doesn't seem like it right now, but just hold on..
Around chapter 13 she meets a boy.. Hehe😍

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