It's November 25 2013, 12 noon.......I just found out my grandmother just died.
Yesterday from a heart attack.. My older sister ran up the steps and woke me up.
I jumped up, thinking to myself "is this a dream", I ran down the steps.
I see my mom crying and screaming on the floor, and my grandfather and uncle
trying to get her up. I run up the steps, sit on my bed, just sat there with shock.
I start to shiver and become very anxious, anxiety came back and........
I cut
I relapsed and I don't care at the moment, I want the pain and emotion to go away
So I thought of the only way I could, by cutting...I really wanted it to work...but it didn't...it was still there
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Diary Of A Self Cutter
Short StoryThis is about my life and how I struggle with being a self harmer. My life is kinda boring but i always try to make the best of it.