WARNING- This story contains self-harm, rape, suicide attempt, abusive content, and bullying awareness
Hunter's POV
I hate poetry class. I can't think of anything. I just have my mind on yesterday. I stared at the blank piece of paper. Then I started staring at my cuts. Five. Five on both arm. I saw Max's kitchen knife. I slapped myself. I grabbed my hair out of frustration. I heard Max coming so I quickly covered up my cuts.
"What are you doing"?
"Writing".
"You know you have to actually write something right"?
"Where you going"?
"To school".
"But it's Saturday".
"Well teachers still go to school on the weekends".
Then he left me alone in the apartment.
Every day's
The same
He fights
To find his way.
He hurts
He breaks
He hides
And tries to pray.
He'll be just fine
Cause I know
He hears him when he cries.
I felt a tear come down my cheek. It landed on the paper. I folded the paper and put it in my ripped up notebook.
Author's note
Sorry if it's suckish. I'll see you guys in the next chapter! Bye! :-*
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Only Human
Teen FictionA 15 year old boy is abused at home and bullied at school. It gets so bad that he starts cutting himself. Then his only friend starts bullying him too. Then the new math teacher, Max Anderson tries to help him. Will he save him from his parents and...
