"yeah mom", i replied and entered my room.i sighed and sat on my bed. it was 10 pm, a typical time for kids my age to sleep. but i couldn't. because of this stupid pain in my lungs.
when will my time come?
i just want to finish it.
i took long breaths and walked to my cupboard.
grabbed my medicine and looked at my reflection in the mirror.
i could actually hear the mirror whispering to me.
not good enough.
too fat.
too ugly.
too small.
too this too that.
unwanted.
disgrace.
i slammed my fist on the mirror, breaking it.
"you lie!", i shouted at the trillion pieces of glass lying lifelessly at the ground.
i tugged at my hair, frustrated.
control yourself Juliet
this is what the world is turning you into
do not listen to them
i opened the bottle with shaky hands taking out a pill and gulped it down with water.
my hands reached for the support of the shelf and i took deep breaths.
and then i saw it.
that object that helps telling me that i am alive.
that object that takes pleasure running on my body.
i slowly took it and pushed the blade upwards.
i never knew my paper cutter could be my friend.
and within a few painful seconds, my arm was crimson.
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A\N hey guys! this is my book annnnd this is NOT a story based on self harm! its just a novel about Juliet's problems!!
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Juliet's Flawed Wings
Teen FictionShe is not your golden girl. She's not some random junior in high school. Caught in her irrational problems, will she survive her short infinity ? Will she be able to go against the world and finally find a nerve to do something ? well for instance...