5 th grade ... (Flashback)
When 5 th grade started I was so happy . I thought it was going to be different and everyone would forget about third grade ( the year I started cutting ) but I was wrong ... After like a week or two people gave me dirty looks and were talking behind my back .. And the worst part was some of them were my friends ... Half way through 5 th grade I took a blade out of a sharpener and went with a friend to the bathroom and cut . I cut so deep that I got blood on the floor and I couldn't stop the blood ... I was kinda scared but then felt good .. I went back to class and a few people came up to me and asked why do u do that ? And what's wrong with u , u need help .. I hide my head and cried . That day I went home and cried some more and cut again .. But I wasn't the only one who was a cutter most of my friends were and they would do it with me .. But cutting changed me . I used to be a happy girl and a good girl .. Then I changed and it happened fast .. I listen to different music then I did I dress different and acted different and it didn't help cuz people just got meaner. So I cut some more til one day I was at a park and my mom grabbed my hand and started yelling at me then we went home and she continued yelling at me then she searched my room and found my blades and threw them away . I was heart broken and just hurt .. I just couldn't take it anymore ... My mom won't even let me hang out with my friends and she just yelled at me everyday ... When school ended I found done blades and cut gain and again once in a while ... And I really regret doing it cause I have ugly scars .. But there's nothing I can do now ....
My friends were always there for me witch helped a lot .. So if your in pain of need some one there is some out there for u ......you can stop and you can get help ....
