Chapter3: Oh Shit

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Cassidy's POV

I ran.

I just ran I couldn't even see who it was. I was scared they would hit me. like my sister would... I ran to the bathroom and took my razor out of my bag. I still had about ten deep cut from yesterday. I cut everyday now. it used to be like every two weeks. Before IT happened.

I am retracting every cut I had ever done, whitch is about 100 so I would not be surprised if I died. no one would care anyway. I already had a pool of blood around me but I was wide awake.

I guess I was strong like that always have been always will be. I was starting to get a buzz when I heard yells outside of the restroom. it sounded like someone yelling " Help! there's blood coming out of the bathroom!" " Shit!" I screamed. " omg she's going to die! help help!" The asshole who was ratting me out said " Shut up I'm trying to die here!" I screamed at the person. " what?!?" they whisped loud enough for me to here. I know that voice. was the only thing that was in my mind when the door was kicked open and everything went black.

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