I Held a Knife To My Wrist And Began My Regular Cutting Session.
First I Carved An “15 - R.S” for Age 15 Randy Shuller. He Killed Himself Two Months Ago. He Was My Little Brother. He Just Turned 15 And He Was Gay. Got Teased And disowned From My Father. I Wont Talk To My Father Anymore Cause Of It. My Mother Cried For Two Day's Till My Father Slapped Her And Convinced Her That He Was the Devil. That He Didn't Deserve To Live. I Hate My Father. He Loves My Older Brother and Other Little Brother Because They Both Play Sports. I'm The Only Girl... So I'm Not Allowed To Date Or Like Boys. Randy Was Allowed To Date Just Not Guys.
The Next Thing I Carved Was “14 - JW.” Stood For Age 14 Jenny Wood. She Was My Best Friend. She Got Killed In A Drive By Gang Shooting. We Were On Our Way home And I Went Inside To Drop Off My Stuff So We Could Go To Her House. When I Heard Shots I Ran Outside And She Was Dead. My Mom Held Me For An Hour And Left. Then My Little Brother Randy Came In. He Wouldn't Let Go Of Me Until I Stopped Crying. We Were 14 At The Time. She's Been Gone For Two Years. They Never Found The Killers...
Lastly I Carved “16 – EA” Stood For 16 Years Emily Anderson. That's Me. One Of Four... One Of Three Kids. My Older Brother Julius Age 22. Professional Soccer Player. Me Emily Age 16. Lead Singer Of A Secret Band. My Younger Brother Chris Age 12. Star Of The 6th Grade Basket-Ball Team.
Growing Up With A Sport Freak Of A Father. He Was The Coach Of The Volley-Ball Teams At My School. He Got Mad When I Wanted To Try Out. Since He Said “His Girl Isn't Getting Involved In Any Sports. Maybe Self Defense Classes But Nothing More.” He Tried To Get Me In Beauty Stuff. To win A Crown And Roses And Blah. That's Not Me. Maybe When I Was Like 7? My Father Tried To Teach Me And Randy Respect. Honor. All Bull. He Didn't Have Any For Us! Nor Did My Mother. She Was Like A Slave To Him. Through Out My Life. They Never Learned...
I Finished Cutting Open The Scabs and Let It Bleed A Little. I Then Cleaned It And Wiped My Tear's. Opening The Bathroom Door. I Entered Hell Again. Best Part Is. Tomorrow's The First Day Of School...
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Teen FictionSTORY IS ON HOLD! "I Held A Knife To My Wrist And Began My Regular Cutting Session." Emily Anderson. Your typical badass, doesn't care for anyone. Besides everyone she does care about dies... So why bother? There is one person left in her life, her...