Cuts

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Me: ow. Ow! (You can't be so loud or they'll hear you! Bite your lip and keep quiet!)
Me: *bites my lip and continues to cut with a knife*
(Keep going. Keep going.)
Me: *cries and cuts*
Hans: Jamaria. Jamaria is everything okay in there?
(Someone heard you, act normal!)
Me: yeah Hans...*winces* I'm f-fine.
Hans: are you sure?
Me:.....
Hans: Jamaria?
(Go out, don't tell him about your cutting problem or the cause of it! Cover up!)
Me: *I cover up my forearm and open the door* I'm right here Hans.
Hans: I'm worried about you Jamaria. We all are.
Me: we?
Gang: Jamaria. What's going on?
Me: nothing. It's nothing. I'm fine guys, really.
Hans: alright fine. But I'm still-
Me: I'm fine, now go. All of you!
Hans: but?
(Tell them to GET OUT!)
Me: GET OUT!

They leave

(Great they're gone. Cut. They're laughing at you, mocking you, calling you names! Cut Jamaria, cut...cut...cut...)

Me: *i cut and cry*
Hans walked back in: oh hey Jamaria, I forgot my- oh my god! Jamaria give me the knife! * I take it from her*
Me: Hans! I-
Hans: what were you thinking?!
Me: I...I wasn't...
(Get the knife back! Make him leave, cut. It's the only way to make you better! Cut Jamaria!)
Me: *cries*
Hans: Jamaria. *drops the knife and hugs me tight*
(Cut...cut......cut.....)
Me: *cries*

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