Cuts

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i looked down at what i just did. i never hated myself more. tears stream down my face. i looked over at my door checking it was still locked like i do everytime.

i moved my hand over to the other towle i had sitting next to me on my bed. i picked it up and wiped the blood off my arm. i picked up my razor and cleaned it on the towle then put it back in its box and locked it.

i looked down at my arm again. still bleeding. i wiped the towle over the cuts again and stood up from my bed. i grabed the box with my razors in it and hid it back in my underwear droor. i picked up one of the towles on my bed and wiped my cuts again.

i sat back down and wated for them to stop bleeding. my vision was blured with tears. "why do i have to exist?" i asked myself.

my phone buzzed. it was (Y/B/F/N) she was texting me. i leaned over to my night stand and picked up my phone to read the message. "hey (Y/N) i know they were giving you a really hard time today but just don't listin to them. im going to practice now but ill talk to you when im back hope you're ok love you."

reading the message made me brack down in tears again. i felt like i was betraying my best friend. she dont even know i cut. that reminded me. i looked down at my arm. i stoped bleeding.

i whiped my eyes and looked over at my closet. "guess its time to change into a long sleeved t-shirt" i sighed. i walked over to my closet and opend it. i looked at all my dark clothes and chose a baggy black jumper.

i pulled it on and walked back over to my bed. i picked up the 2 blood soaked towles and walked towards my door. i unlocked it and looked into the hall checking to make shour my mum isnt there.

i walked into the hall with the towles behing my back. i walked quietly down the stairs checking for my mum on the way. she was sitting in the living room watching TV. i ran into the kittchin, threw the towles in the washing machine and quickly turned it on.

i peaked round the corner to see if she heard i was in here. it didn't look like she did. i went back up to my room and locked the door again. i sat back down on my bed and grabed my phone. it was 7:46pm there's now way (Y/B/F/N) would be done with practice. i lay down and opend youtube i went on to markiplier's page and watched him screem at monsters till i fell asleep.

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