"I HATE YOU ALL SO MUCH!!!" Izzy screamed out the Door, at the people who were once close to her heart. As she walked away, she pulled out the knife once more.
She remembered the first time.
The silver pocket knife lay on the kitchen counter. Waiting for someone to pick it up . As Izzy stormed downstairs ,the knife seemed to call her.It shone as the sunlight caught it.
Izzy Walked over to it and picked it up. She knew what she wanted to do.
So she cut.
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Authors note
Hey everyone! I have decided to start a new book on here and I know it's not going to be too great.....(I don't need anyone to tell me that my story writing is bad! My english teacher already did that!)
But I do this because it's fun :)
Some aspects of this story are true or were at one stage . Also some of the names I've made up or incorporated the names of my friends to create (slightly) different ones !
So enjoy :)
Yaz xx
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Ten Strikes
Teen FictionA new story about a girl, her self Harming and how she managed to get through it.
