Diary of a Cutter

DOAC ~ 4

Okay. So the past couple of days have been pretty good (except for those few douche bags.) But I mean. Oh well. There was yesterday. Halloween.

I went trick or treating with my "best friends".

At first it was just 2 of us and we were having fun and having a good time. Then when the third peroan came it was like I didn't exist. I was walking so far behind them. I could have gotten kidnapped and they would have never noticed. I would have just left and gone home but I live about 30 minutes from her house. I knew that something like that would happen. I have no clue why I went. Then when I got home I was gunna cut. I was too tired to do it.

But. Oh. Guess what?

I flushed my blades. All except one. My guy best friend made me bring it to school. He knew I had it in my backpack. He went in my backpack and took it out. Guess what he did? He threw it onto the roof of one of the buildings. I told him I'm gunna buy more cuz I know I will. And he said that he will find out if I do. And that if he wants something he gets it and if he wants to know something he will find out.