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*beep beep beep* I sighed heavily as I opened my eyes and hit the snooze button on my alarm.

The sound of my brother crying and my mum yelling at him made me to sit up. I ran my fingers though my un brushed messy hair and sighed once more while I looked across to the mirror that faced opposite my bed and scrunched my face up in discust at the reflection. i slamed my head back on to my pillow and lay staring at my ceiling for 20 minntes before deciding to get readdy for school. i rolled out of my bed and went stright to the bathroom to brush my teeth. as i was cleaning my teeth my tummy rummbled but i igrnored it and contined to get readdy.

As soon i was all dressed i glansed at the clock 'Shit, im so late!' i whisped to myself before grabbing my school bag and rushing out the door. By the time i got to school everyone was alreaddy in class therefore i knew i would have to awkwardly enter the class room. i signed in and quickly make my way to first class, which was on the top floor on the other side of school. i opened the door and the room fell with silence 'sorry im late' i apoligeged to the teacher and made my way to my seat at the back while the whole class stared at me with there jugding eyes. 'why are you late this time?!?' nearly everyone turned round and waited for my response 'i just slept in...sorry' the teacher frowed and rasied his large bushy eye brows 'not good enough' and with that he walk over to his desk and contined to teach the lesson. i plugged my headphones in, pulled out a ripped sheet of paper and began to doddle as i waited untill lunch .

The bell had finely gone in what felt like forever. the class hurried out the room laughing as i was the last to leave the room and slowly made my way outside, where i sat in the corner and listened to muisc. ive always hated school, even lunch and break wasnt even the least bit enjoyble for me;its just nearly 7 hours of complte hell with a buch of twats!. i turned up my muisc as loud as possible. i think you could hear it tough my headphones becasue two girls walked up to me and started saying something about what i was listening to but i was to tired to even care what they were saying. i nodded and looked down at the ground untill they left me alone. the bell once more which meant i had to go back to class. As i took my seat the teacher introduced a new kid named mikey and unfortuly he was got sat next to me which i was unhappy about becasue i liked sitting alone. half way though the class mikey tapped my sholder gentliy 'fuck' i gapped as i got a fright. i took out my headphones 'sorry did you want something?' i asked him in a calm voice 'i just over herad your muisc and was that my chemical romance? becasue if it was i justt wanted to say that there my favoite band, sorry for disturbing you' mikey sweetly said smiling directly at me. i was a little shocked, is this finely a decent person at this school?...ugh probaly not

'yeah it is, sorry if its too loud, ill turn it down' i replied

'no dont do that im enjoying it, in fact could i share your headphones with you?'

'errr yeah sure if you want' i handed him the left earpiece and smiled at him

'thanks, honey' he closed his eyes and reasted his head on the back of the chair

oh wow this guy seems really nice, he isnt a total prick like the other people in this hell hole, plus he is kinda attractive. maybe we could be friends, not just friends but best friends i mean we alreaddy have the same muisc in common and we both probly hate everyone at this school we ca-- i interrupped my thoughts before i got to carried away and waited for school to end. the bell went for the last time for today. all the girls ran out of class as fast as there slutty skirts would allow them to then closely followed my the rest of the guys expect mikey who had seemed to of fell asleep in class. i gave him a nuge and told him school was over. we both gigled and walked out of the class togeter.

'thanks for letting me share you head phones' mikey exclaimed shyly trying to start a conversation

'its no problem, its just nice to see someone around this place as a good taste in music'

'yeah I guess so. People around here seem like cunts'

' yeah they really are just stay away from everyone and you should be alright' I advised him

'will do. well...maybe not from you, you seem really nice. what was your name again?' I blushed and smiled

'thanks your nice to maybe we can stick together and fight against the cunts! oh and my name is amy' I smiled

mikey laughed and shuck his head in agreement. there was silence for a few moments until we said goodbye and walked home in opposite directions. When i finally got home i tip toed up the narrow wooden stairs  in to small messy my room and dived on my bed in the corner on my room and let out a loud sigh and kicked my shoes off. 'Amy, is that you home?' my mother shouted up from the kitchen i was to tired to reply back so i pretended that i didn't hear her. The next thing i heard was a knock on my bedroom door followed by my mum walking in to my room and asking why i didn't answer her 'sorry i didn't here you' i lied and gave her small smile 'its okay honey tea will be ready shortly. did you have a good day at school?' she asked returning the smile. i gave her a thumbs up and stared at her until she left my room.

i buried my head in my pillow and closed my eyes tightly until i fell asleep. A loud voice startled me and awoke me from my peaceful slumber 'ughhh' i moaned quietly to myself 'AMY DINNER IS READY' my mum shouted one last time. i rolled off my warm comfortable bed onto the cold, hard floor and forced myself to get up and get food. 'thanks mom' i said grabbing the hot plate of food and going back into my room. i stared at the food with hungry eyes until i deiced that i couldn't eat it. grabbing the plate with anger i took it to the toilet and put three thirds of it down the toilet and flushed it away and returned into my room with a third of the food still remaining on the plate.

i waited around about half an hour before i went back in the kitchen and put the plate into the dish washer. 'was that nice, dear?' my mum asked 'oh yeah it was lovely im so full though, i couldn't even finish it all' i lied, my mum giggled and continued to watch TV unaware that i didn't eat any of it at all. i ran back up the narrow stairs and went back into my room a lay there for a few hours listing to music as i lay on my bed. as my room got darker and darker i thought i would be a good idea to try and get some sleep, i closed my eyes and waited to fall asleep. an hour later i was still awake the thoughts kept swirling around my head over and over i stared to feel overwhelmed with everything, i burst out in tears filled with hate and disgust with myself and gave up on sleep. The urge to cut got bigger and bigger i was trying not to give in but sometimes the thoughts are so loud they drown out all my reasoning. it all became to much i needed it again, i dragged my feet against my white, fluffy carpet to the other side of the room and retrieved my cold, sharp, pain reilfing razor's from the box that was hidden under a pile on clothing and held a unused blade in my hand. closing my eyes i wished for the thoughts to go away but sure enough they were still there. i placed the blade on my wrist and slowly slid it across my skin and i couldn't help but smile, i dropped that blade on the floor and looked at what i had done. the cut didn't start bleeding for a few seconds but when it did start bleeding i couldn't stop it. the full-filling sight of the dark red blood flowing out my my wrist  made a calm sensation cast over me. i felt strangely relifed and relaxed, i closed my eyes and rolled my head in a circling mostion before looking down at my wrist once more. it was bleeding heavily and i didn't have any bandes left so i grabbed a towel off the floor and held it tightly to my stained red wrist. after about fifteen minentes it was still bleeding quite a lot and began to panic, there was nothing i could do about it so i sat on my floor hold my wrist above my head with the towel still pressed tightly against the open gash. 

after it has finally stopped bleeding i was feeling really tired and was struggling to keep myself awake long enough to hide the towel covered in red and put away the blades but after i did that i feel asleep on my floor still fully dressed my my cloths i wore for school.

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