My Story

Third Year

Those 3 idiots from the last chapter, are the best friends in the whole goddamn world! They wanted the best for me and without them, my whole body would be full of cuts and scars and I would probably be dead by now.

And because those 3 idiots never gave up on me and forced me to stop, I stopped. Not just 1, 2, 3 and stop, it took some time ofcourse. But after that, the happy moments came back! I get good grades now, I can wear T-shirts and short pants again and feel free again! Because I don't have to hide those cuts anymore and you can barely see the scars. Ofcourse I still have a depressing moments, but those lasts only 1 day or less. My life just got 10 times better when I stopped cutting and stopped caring about what other people thing of me!

When people say shit about me, I like to think that they say it because they see it in themselves. That's why I'm usually nice to people I don't know, because you'll get what you give.