I woke up at about 2:36 Am with an urge for... Pain? (<Doesn't surprise me) I walked off to the bathroom and looked into the mirror at the 'New me' I had just gotten out of an American hospital from the 'accident'... I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a basic sharp kitchen knife, making my way back to the bathroom I had an outburst of uncontrollable laughter... I don't know what got into me at the time. I looked into the mirror once more and tried to stop my hysteric laughter but it didn't word at all... I took a breath and started to carve a grin into my face going from cheek bone to cheek bone, I was laughing while doing all of this so it wasn't much help... Suddenly my mum walked in just to stumble back at the sight of her own daughter (I'm surprised that she didn't do this when I was born...) I walked towards her... A slow, 'strange' walk. "What's wrong mother?" I asked in such a 'strange' tone. She fell back into a wall shaking then she said it. "I'm sorry Lil..." at that she grabbed a broom and took a swing at my head, me being the bitch that I am I simply ducked grabbing the end of the broom ripping it out of her hands. She soon walked herself into a corner with nothing to help her. I lunged at her digging the blade into the main left artery of her throat, I let her bleed out while I went to fix myself like I was doing before she interrupted me. I finished the look by adding slits at the corners of my eyes and putting a cross-stitch on both of the slits, and as for my smile I put cross-stitches on the end of both sides.
