I woke up to the smell of blueberry waffles, it was my moms day off which means a girls day! I walked downstairs to be greeted with a caring smile from my mom holding her coffee mug... as usual. Once my sister woke up we decided we would go shopping. I was a little jealous when I saw my sister trying on all of the cute spring tank-tops I only got 2 long sleeved shirts, my mom questioned it but I ignored her. Once we got home it was 6:00 P.M, my mom noticed a note posted on our front door, it was from my friend Emma'smom. It read "Dear, Heather I have some concerns about Jazmine, please call me ASAP." I soon remembered telling Emma about how I had cut the day before, I mean she wouldn't have told... right? My mom called and I could hear them talking about me cutting! I freaked, I started crying curled in a ball, I didn't know what to do, what could I do? Once my mom was off the phone she called my name and demanded that I lift up my sleeves, I hesitated but what other choice did I have? My mother gasped at the sight, she picked up the phone and called my old counselor at CRC. I ran to my room and locked the door I cried and cried and cried, that's where it all started, that's the place that made me cut. they locked me up! I quickly found my blades and sliced up my thighs along with my wrists, there was no escape I couldn't do anything about it now, my life was over!
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Hurt
Teen FictionA girl named jasmine has been cutting ever since the one horrible day that she remembers everything about. Her mom works so much that she never sees her and she is basically supporting her 11 year old sister on her own.
