Diary of a Cutter

DOAC ~ 7

I trusted him. I don't know why, but I did. Barely after I started talking to him he found out my secrets. The ones that no one knows. I flushed my blades on Wednesday of last week. I think it was Wednesday. Well anyways I kept a pencil sharpener and he made me bring it to school. He told me he wasn't gonna do anything with it. Guess what he did. He chucked it on the roof of the school building. Then today we were in Spanish class. Then we went to the computer lab to work on a project. He sat next to me. I was at the end of the row so he was the only one sitting next to me. I was upset about something that had happened earlier. I took out my scissors and started scratching at my wrist. He saw and asked if he could borrow them because he was going to cut the tag off of his jacket. I didn't want to give them to him but I did. Guess what happened. He kept them. He said tomorrow at school I'll give them back to you. I told him he was lying. He said that when he says something he doesn't say it unless he means it. After class he still wouldn't give them to me. Then he was walking in front of me. He didn't know I was still behind him. He gave them to someone we both know. I screamed at her and told her to give them to me. The person that gave them to her was still there and he took them from her and chucked them on the roof. Then I walked off pissed and he was still trying to talk to me. Then after sixth period I was walking to my locker and he grabbed my backpack. I turned and jerked my backpack and he almost fell and he screamed damn at me. Ugh. Mannnnnn. What the fudge? He owes me a pencil sharpener and scissors now.