She walked into school late the next morning. Walking into her English class the teacher began to yell at her for being late. She wore a long sleeved hoodie with tight skinny jeans to hide her cuts.
As Mrs. Irwin continued yelling. She broke. She ran out and pounded her fist into the lockers and walls and anything hard. She knew it wouldn't help. Mrs. Irwin walked out as she asked her for her assignment. "Here" Sierra said as she shoved the papers at her.
Mrs. Irwin began to read the drawing. It read...
"Her blood bubbled up as she slide the blade across her arm applying pressure to the blade.
"Whore, ugly, fat, stupid!" The words echoed in her head so often she forced herself into believing it.
She messaged him and told him she was sorry that morning. He got upset that she cut again. "I'm just not strong enough to handle the voices and bullies and everything" she told him.
She is strong and beautiful and worth every second of time he has given her. They talk while he's on tour and often. Every morning and every night. She doesn't understand how much she truly means to him.
She promised him she would stop but the urge is still there. She loves him so she cries, just cries!"
