Stolen Soul

Changes

She wakes up the next morning for school like always. As she puts her hoodie on she glances at her arms covered in scars, old and new. It's hard to miss, The blood still hasn't scabbed just yet so it's just a patch of red. She grabs her earbuds in a hurry and runs out the door so she doesn't miss the school bus, cause she'd rather be anywhere other than her house. School passes by, and today she has a quiz in algebra, and she feels as if she failed because she didn't study. Even though she can't focus on studying because of all her thoughts, she blames herself for it.
One of her friends that's been there since day 1 at her school has started drifting away.. she believes it's because her friend is finally tired of dealing with her problems. Even though she's told her friend so much, there's so much more she doesn't even know about. She gets off the bus and walks home, and she has to watch her little sisters. She's been hot as hell all day long so she throws on a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt. Of course she isn't up for her sisters seeing the self destruction engraved into her arms so she slides on all of her bracelets, which isn't very many, but they still don't allow the scars to peek through. Her sisters are always up her ass wanting to do something, and she's always so drained from school. But she has to do whatever they want anyways. Sometimes they wanna go on walks, other days they want their friend to come over, and a few times they've wanted to go swimming. Swimming is now her worst enemy because she doesn't want anyone to question her scars, it's embarrassing to her. Imagine a 5 year old walking up to you asking "what happened to your arm?" And you don't know what to say.. you wanna say it was your cat. You wanna say you fell today in gym. Then another part of you wants to tell them never to drag a blade against their skin, ever. But they're only 5 so why would you even give them the idea of it when they probably don't even know what it is. It kills you inside when you promise never to cut again.. but you break that promise for the 3rd time. It sucks lying to people constantly
saying "oh I'm okay I just barely slept last night so I'm kinda tired." It just kills you inside..