Sitting on the couch "watching" some lame sports show. I looked down at my iPod not paying attention when I heard my dads voice.
"What's on your leg?"
I wore shorts today, a choice I already regretted.
He lifted up my shorts about half an inch when a couple of red marks were revealed.
"Your really going to start that again. Stupid. " he said harshly. "Don't do that I already told you."
"Okay." My voice came out small as I walked away into my room.
He saw. He saw them again. Why the fuck did you even wear shorts. Can't believe I FUCKING FORGOT ABOUT THEM. What if he checks my wrists ? They were only about 5, already fading but still visible. I was nervous.
What if he tells my mom?
What if I go to therapy ?
What if he told people already?
Ugh why did I even do it again
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For those who didn't know my dad already knew (long story) but he hasn't told my mom yet because he knew she would make it a big deal.
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Thoughts
Kısa Hikayediary ? short stories ? uneventful events that I thought were important and more in whatever the fuck you would call this dissapointment of a book
