Wrong Turn

What's Next?

Where did we leave off.... Oh Yeah! About how I tried to commit well anyways after that I was I guess okay and nothing more had happened for awhile well to be exact 5 months I was okay. My father its like he was back to normal until 5 months later it happened again.....I didn't know what to do anymore that's also the day I started cutting I remember it like it was yesterday . I took a blade to my arm and just slid it right on top of my soft black skin. I kept sliding it across my arm until I saw the blood drip down my arm , oh what sensation I felt. But I finally told my mom , the funny thing is she was so calm I remember her exact words actually , she said " Marissa ? , What did you do to him?" I sat there in such shock I literally couldn't move  or let alone speak its like all the oxygen escaped my body and I was left with nothing not even my soul. You know the feeling when you stub your toe on something really hard ? That's how my heart felt. I ran to my room and cried and cried until a tear wasn't left , I sat in my room praying things would get better I'm not a really religious person but I thought I had no hope left. That night my father came home from work my mom told him to get out I heard them yelling downstairs and heard the sound of what seemed as if shattering of a glass. The last thing I heard was my mom yelling at my father saying "Get your shit and leave!" I stayed in my room for a couple of days becoming depressed and lonely.