Actions speak louder than words

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5th March 2007

I came in from school my whole body in pain, after chucking my bag on the floor I quickly made my way upstairs before my mum could ask me any questions about my day.

She didn't know because she wouldn't understand, no one would understand.

I walked into the bathroom locking the door, I slowly undid the buttons on my stiff white shirt, wincing at every touch.Covering most of my torso was a bright bruise.

I walked over to the cabinet and picked up a blade, moving my sleeve out of the way. One, Two, Three....

Once the blood had stopped I hastily made my way into my room and flopped onto my bed.

I was rudely awoken to the sound of my mum calling my name, "Daniel for the hundredth time DINNER IS READY".
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Sorry about how short this chapter is, I promise that chapter 2 will be longer :)

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