note this down, please

02

written on the desk in her room with graphite; to be erased later

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sniff, sniff, w i p e

My hands tremor and my heart bleeds as I stare at the one person who I love more than anything in the world.

 In the blink of an eye, a soft yet stinging slap is delivered to my cheek. I hold it gingerly and lower my eyes- 

I 

deserved 

every 

part 

of that

 pain.

She pauses, as if processing what she's done, then grabs my wrist; tracing the faint lines on there. Without warning, she envelops me in a hug and I begin crying again. I look at my sister as she says,

"why? why are you doing this to yourself-"