CHAPTER SIX

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  Caleb sat next to me, inspecting my cuts. He starts counting and I start crying. He looks at me in aw. He looks so sad and upset.
   "372?!" He exclaims.
   I said nothing. I slumped in shame and cried harder.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell but you have to stop doing this to yourself."
"I'm trying my best." Lies. I can't tell him that I've given up. He won't accept that. I want to hurt myself, that's why I do it. I can't keep on trying because I have no will to move on. I'm trapped in this dark cloud that hasn't ever gone away. I'm slowing drifting away even though I'm still here. I'm slowly fading into the background. More and more people act like I don't exist so why try anymore! I'm a dead man walking.
"Give them to me." He demands.
I look at him and slowly get up I walk over to my dresser and pull out my razor. I will not show him the one in m locket. That's my secret.
"Is this the only one?"
I nod and he holds me close.
"Stay." I say.
"I'm not going anywhere."

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Sorry for the short chapter. I'm in the middle of a mental breakdown and I don't have the motivation to write. I'm sorry for not posting in advance. It's not like people read this but I just talk like people actually care. Anyways, I won't be posting for a little bit but I'll start writing 400 words minimum in the future.
-amber_rose_28

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