After school, me and Eva walk to my house. We grab a drink from the corner store and a movie before we go home. As usual me and Eva binge on every snack in my house, Noodles, Takis, and warm honey buns. We stay on our phones texting our boyfriends, or on Instagram. Next thing I know she's screaming and crying, she's showing me her phone but she's shaking so bad! "L-l-look!" She says while her voice is shaking. There it was a picture of her cut up wrist, that was on her Instagram page. She didn't send it to anyone, I checked. In those five minutes people commented the most hateful words in the world. The part that really tripped us up was she didn't take the picture. We stared at each other with a blank face, and there was a picture posted of me crying giving her my jacket. I'm pretty sure I knew who the person was, at least I think I know
