Chapter 8

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TRIGGER WARNING: CUTTING

Tyler arrived at his house and dropped his things at the front door then he went straight to his bathroom.

He locked his door and he heard his mom from downstairs yelling "Tyler honey are you okay!?" He just replied with "leave me alone mom I'm fine!" While he looked around his cabinet trying to find his razor blades.

He found them.

He had almost forgot how it felt, the stinging..it was calming and it was like every inch of his body told him to do it again. There was something about all of that blood that comforted him, maybe it was seeing the dots of blood oozing out forming a line or maybe it was feeling the blood trickle down his wrists and stomach and seeing how it creates rivers..tiny Rivers that were connected and tickled his stomach when the blood dripped down onto his bathroom floor.

Once he finished he just laid near his bathtub and curled up into a ball and thought about how every time he would look down at his wrists or stomach it would remind him of all the times, cause each scar each cut..it was gonna be there forever.

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