What I had

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~May 12th~

It's been three days since I have turned to self harm, I hate it but it seems to stop the other pain of not having my dad, only temporarily though. I don't think anyone has noticed, and if they have nothing was mentioned about it.

I thought I'd call Luke, but it went to voicemail each of the four times, so I lay down onto my double bed and watch some Netflix.

I was crying, I had just finished watching a girl like her, and it was so sad, I just cooked myself some rice for dinner then went to bed. I feel horrible.

Kace: hey chick, how you doin?
Me: hey Kace, I'm fine. How are you?
Kace: nice try, what's wrong??
Me: every single thing!
Kace: aw really? I'll be there in five. K?
Me: alright...thanks

Kacey has been asking how I am every night, and she is so lovely but I don't like telling her how I really feel because there are people who have it worse than I do. She instantly knocked on my window and then came in, I have a ladder outside my window and mum hasn't noticed because she hasn't really left the house.

She saw I was crying and she just sat there with her arms around me while I silently sobbed. "Talk to me Tan." She whispered into thin air. "I have no dad, my family is horribly upset all the time and my boyfriend and I aren't talking." I wondered why I was saying this, who would even care.

I fell asleep in Kacey's arms, it was nice. I woke her up and we started the long walk to school, which happened to be a Monday.
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Sorry for the short and anticlimactic chapter, it's just a bit of a continuation of the story. Next chapter should be better!!!!!!!!