Fri. 27. January 12:00pm
Today at lunch I got hurt even worse than yesterday.
They pulled me up to the roof, took out a pocket knife and cut lines on my legs, my just below my knee to right above my ankle.
he walked out like nothing happend, with the clean pocket knife in his uniform pocket
it hurt, it burned
there was so much blood, trailing down all over both my legs making the whole front facing side red and shinny with the liquid inside me
I had to limp my way to the nurses office, she didn't ask what happend since she knows
she told me to go home early after she finished stitching my legs back together again
I walked out of school with a bunch of stitches in both of my legs, with some dried blood on my uniform and skin, dried mascara and tears mixed together
i walked home, and went and sliced my wrists open
"why me?" I question
I wish I was dead
I don't know why I'm not
I'm only alive for you guys..
YOU ARE READING
letters | bts |
Fanfictiona girl writes about her everyday struggles, the beatings, the thoughts, the names, until she has one final wish " can you send this to bts?" [ completed ]
