Chapter 7

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Alice walked home, and entered to see her mother on the couch sleeping. Alice sighed. She must be stressed. I don't blame her Alice thought.

She went and sat down next to her mom. Her mother woke, from the pressure of the couch squishing down.


Her mother pulled her in for a hug. "Hi sweetheart." She said and kissed the top of her head.


"Mom, I love you. And I'm really sorry. I regret everything I did." Alice told her mother.


"Sweetie. You shouldn't be sorry. Well, it was an accident. But you shouldn't regret it either. I know I told you, that you should put it up for adoption, but I think you should keep it." Her mom said to her.


Alice pulled away. She felt angry.


"Mom. I'm 15. I can't handle a baby. And it's certainly not your place, to say I should keep it. Mom. This is soooo stressful for me. And your kinda acting like it's no big deal. Mom. Its a baby. A child. You didn't have me until you were like 25. Thats a ten year difference. And I don't even like the guy. Mom. Please. I'm stressed enough." Alice huffed and stormed to her room.


She knew she hurt her mom. But at the moment Alice was stressed again. All emotions were coming back. But worse. She hated herself now. She found no purpose in her life at the moment.


She locked her doors and grabbed a pair of scissors and locked herself in her bathroom. She was breathing heavily. She was trying really hard to cry. But she couldn't. She just gasped air and spit.


She took the scissors and tried to etch them into her thighs. It hurt alot, but she didn't bleed. She bit her lip and tried to scratch at her thighs. She sighed. She threw the scissors at the wall.


Her mother knocked on her bedroom door. "Alice? What's going on?" She asked.


"Leave me alone!" Alice yelled.


She heard her mother walk away and decided to grab Her razor.


She then just sobbed and started cutting at her thighs, and at her wrists. Blood trickled down. She was starting to black out, so she wouldn't stop. She didn't know what else to do.


"I dont want this thing!" She sobbed and yelled at herself.


She took the scissors and the razor, and cut at Her stomach. Blood was everywhere.


Alice's mother, felt something when she asked Alice what was going on. She dug threw drawers, finding the key to Alice's room. She panicked when hearing Alice sob. She could just hear something that was not good. She slammed the key into the door and ran in and heard Alice yelling "I don't want this thing!" She banged at the door.

"Alice? What's going on?" Alice's mother asked in a panic.


Alice sobbed. "I wanna die!" She yelled. A puddle of blood was forming.


"Alice! Alice! Alice! I love you! I'm sorry. Everything you do, will be okay! I'll be fine with it! It's your life! Alice! Come on. Open up!" Alice's mother yelled. She tried to sound loving, she was just so panicked.


Alice sobbed and threw the razor. She felt a lot of pain. She walked over, blood going everywhere. She unlocked the door and fell in her moms arm.


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