"get up you little rat!" my dad yells.
shit! i slept through my alarm again... dads gonna be pissed. i get up slowly hoping he doesn't hit me again.
"what did i tell you about getting up on time!"
"i'm sorry dad" i say looking down.
"what did i say about the "d" word!"
"i'm sorry sir"
"that's what i thought."
he walks away and i lean back on my bed, taking a breath because i didn't get hurt this time. i walk into the bathroom, lock the door, and brush my teeth. after that i grab my jewelry box that my mom got me and open it up. when i open it up i see a few razor blades. i sigh.
"there still here".
sorry this was a really short chapter i'm just starting and i didn't really want to start out the story with self harm. whoops.
