It was the usual day for Airen, it was just another Frantastic Monday for her to look forward to. She sat by the computer waiting for Connor to upload a new video. She kept thinking about what would happen if she would met eyes with him at a Vidcon meet and greet. Airen would ask him to sign her "Internet kids never sleep" poster, he would lean in telling her to stop cutting herself because she was beautiful.
As she was starting to think about that she had flash backs to the day before she met him. It all started when she dyed her hair purple with a pink ombre at the bottom. the instant she got on the bus it started, freak, emo, loser, try hard, wanna be, and it went from there. It was a Friday when this all happened, Airen got off the bus that afternoon luckly to find that no one was home. she ran to her room and took a box out from under the bed, labeled Suicidal thoughts for actions. In this box there was knifes, pills, razors, pictures of her cuts, a nuse, broken glass, and many other things. Airen, knowing her parents were gone dad was dead and mom was at work for 3 days on a trip, sat in the bathroom in tears. She took the razors and she cut her wrists deep, so the blood would not stop flowing. she then took her pill bottle and dumped them all on to her palm of her hands. Shaking, she threw the pills across the room with all her might and she screamed as she threw them. She remembered the time she actually tried to commit, then Airen cleaned up and fell asleep to forget her pain.
The flash back stopped. Lucky for her Connor posted a video to make her laugh and forget the pain of what happens when she has "the thoughts". A loud sound came from her computer in her room upstairs. Airen ran to see what made the noise, it was an email from her mom telling her she brought her tickets to a meet and greet to see Connor and Jc Caylen. Airen could barley contain her excitement, she screamed as loud as she could. The meet and greet was in two days, in California. Her mom told her she needed to fly out tonight to make it in time. Her flight was in four hours, she ran to the attack to get a suitcase. This would be her fantasy moment she dreamed of.
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