In a place that can only. Be compared with Alice's wonderland.my mind is vast with 2 castles. But that's another story.
I sat having tea as usual when I saw someone coming closer.
"Who are you. Want some tea?"
"I'm lizzy the small girl replied. We are gonna be best friends."
Only back then I called her Elizabeth and she was my tswin. We did everything together until she screwed up.
"Cmon grab the scissors they won't actually cut" she demanded before grabbing them and tracing three lines on my wrist.
"Lizzy its bleeding"
"Oops"
I went to my step dad who declared me insane. That I do it for attention.
I hated lizzy. We didn't talk for over a year and during that time. I found out I liked cutting. I ciuldnt stop I was depressed and I had lost my other half. When she came back we stopped. I'm now 9 months clean.
Thanks lizzy
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