Hello. My Name is Broken

Chapter 3

After a couple more days in the hospital, I was allowed to go home. Even though the doctor said I was completely fine, my friends insisted on staying with me at all times. But the couldn't because they had to go school.

I didn't go to school the day I got home, but no one expected me to.

Bella, Ellie, and Jason finally left me alone to go to school. And that's when I took the opportunity to head to the bathroom.

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With tears streaming down my face, I grabbed my razor and started to spell the word BROKEN down my arm. As blood and tears hit the floor, memories flooded my mind.

Flashback - 2005

"Depression?" my mom asked.
"Yes, your daughter has a sever case of depression," the doctor said.

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Once my mind returned to reality, I stared at my arm.

Then I heard the creaking of my bedroom floor and realized someone was headed straight for me. I threw the razor into my trash can and threw on the sweatshirt that was in the bathroom. By the time the doors opened I was standing at the sink, pretending to was my hands.

"Jason. What are you doing here," I questioned as confidently as I could.

"I left my notebook here," he said. I remained silent.

"Are you okay?" he asked. But before I could answer he glanced at the sleeve of my sweatshirt. The blood had bled through and was visible enough for him to notice. He then glanced at the puddle of tears and blood on the floor.

"Carly?" he whispered. I waited for him to scold me; but he didn't. Instead he wrapped his arms around me and held me close. I didn't know what to do. I just cried in his arms.

Jason is a great friend. He is like an older brother to me. He is one of the only ones who can calm me down in less than 5 minutes. Without Jason, I would probably be dead. Like literally dead.

I was tired from all my crying and feel asleep in Jason's arms. And Jason never let go. And that's how I knew that he would never leave me, no matter what.

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