Chapter 9

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TRIGGER WARNING: SELF HARM. IF YOU HAVE SELF HARMED EVER AND YOU GET TRIGGERED BY THIS CHAPTER PLEASE CALL THIS NUMBER FOR SOME HELP. 1-800-273-TALK PLEASE ME AND PAIGE LOVE YOU ALL ❤️ WE DON'T WANT YOU TO PURPOSELY HURT YOURSELF. OUR MESSAGES ARE ALSO ALWAYS OPEN. If you need to talk ok?


I got home. I couldn't take it anymore. I went to my room and grabbed the box cutter from my mom's craft room. I heard the skin spilt open and saw the blood rushing out. It was pain I had control over. I just watched it for a while. "Bethany dinner sweet girl" my mom called. "Oh My Gawd!! How do i cover this Oh My Gawd!! Oh My Gawd!! Oh My Gawd!!" I thought "coming mom!" I yelled I threw on a sweatshirt to cover it. "So Beth how was your first day back at school" my mom's voice was happy unlike mine "it was fine" I said "Kira how was your day sweet girl?" "It was good mom I did all my work" that's all I remember before I blacked out.

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