The life of a lonely girl

Chapter 2

Sarah opened the door of her house while her first tear was rolling down her cheek. She had been strong the whole day, because she had to. But now she just couldn't stay strong anymore. She made her beautiful brown wavy hair fall down out of a tail she had been wearing all day. She closed the door behind her and locked it. Then she broke down. Of course there was no one home, so she could do whatever she wanted to do. And that's exactly what she did.

Sarah thought this day would've been long, but not this bad. There happened so much. And she was just done with it. She run up the stairs immediately to her room, she fell down on her bed and started crying even harder. She just had to harm herself, to forget, just for a moment, how bad this day has been. Lana had been laughing about her. The boy she likes did mean. She got a bad grade. She missed her train on her way back home. And so there were even more little bad things that had been happening today. It just piled up and it got too much for Sarah.

She stood up from her bed, and looked in the mirror. All her mascara, and her beautiful brown eyeshadow she put perfectly on earlier this day, were now all over her face. Her blue, normally shiny, eyes were all red. Irritated. She hated what she was seeing in the mirror. She always had been hating what she saw in the mirror, as long as she could remember. All she saw was a fat, ugly, disgusting, not worth living, girl. Fast she looked away and started walking to a little locker what was in her room. You needed a key to open it, and of course Sarah was the only person knowing where this key is laying. She already got the key, from under her pillow, and opened the little locker. It was filled with little knifes, scissors, razor blades, and other things she could hurt herself with. She took one of the razor blades laying there, they were just staring at her like 'take me, take me'. She couldn't resist. She just had to do it.