(next day)
"good morning class" my teacher said at the front of the class, I could'nt concentrate. I never can, but unfortunately no one can see a broken mind.
I do what I always do in class I glance around thr room, to see if I can see anyone like my self
when you're a cutter, you notice different things. You notice how some people only wear long sleeves and pants even on the hottest day of summer.
you notice the red cuts when there bracelets slip down in class.
you notice peoples empty eyes and the way they tug away when someone grabs thier arms, and you glance the rooms looking at peoples wrists searching for scars just like yours.
and if you dont see anything you feel alone and more different then usual.
YOU ARE READING
devil
Fanfictionhis names tate walker her names violet tate is insane the way he think and the things he says could frighten a grown man, his mind would scare even bravest of men and he lives in it. violet has dark secrets and but keeps them all hidden but when...
