My parents force me to go to school
I sit in silence as my dad drives me to school. He mumbles about how this is making him late for his job and he could get fired. I look out the window as we cross over a bridge. I wonder what it would be like to jump off of a bridge. Would you die when you hit the water? Or about halfway down when you are falling?
He drops me off at school. I walk into the doors. My friends see me and do an excited little squeal. They all run over to me and talk about what has happened and how Mike asked out this person and this person did this. Then Victoria springs a question that I don't want to hear.
"Are you going to the party Tomorrow?" They all stop talking and look at me. I slap on the biggest fake smile and say yes. They all squeal and keep talking. I glance at my arm covered by a long sleeve. I realize that I can't wear that dress that Victoria and I bought a while ago.
What have I done? how can I be so stupid?
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The classes drone on. My teachers dump a bunch of makeup work onto my desk. Some of them ask about my home life. I look them dead in the eye. My home life is fine, thank you very much.
Lunch: now
Food: none
Me: hiding in bathroom
Friends: I don't care
Mind: fucked up
Wrist: bleeding? if you can even call it that.
I am hiding in the bathroom, not eating lunch. My arm has been cut into. It's not bleeding, there are just little red dots appearing above the cuts.
I think bleeding would be little droplets, the weight of gravity pulling them off of your arm and onto the floor.
Mine are just kinda red little beads that do nothing.
I'm not very good at this yet. All I have is a paperclip.
I can't belive it took me until after she killed herself to realize that what I did was wrong.
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What do you readers think? Should I burn it with fire or keep going.
please comment some suggestions for what will(or won't) happen at the party.
I will dedicate the chapter for whoever has the best idea.
Thank you!
-Your beloved (nah let's make it behated) author
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