I opened my closet to put on better clothes because I looked horrible.
I took out a long sleeve crop top and high waisted shorts. I curled my hair and then put a blue beanie on.
I look at the clock and it was close to 9. The day has went by so fast for me.
I went up to my window to look for him. My mom was sitting on the couch watching tv so it know she would not get up to see who it is.
I stood their for 5 minutes waiting for him when I finally see his truck pull in my drive way.
I walk out to the living room and told my mom bye. Then I headed out the door.
I walk up to his truck door. I hop in and he says
"Hey."
"Hi."
He looked so sad I don't know why. Earlier today he looked fine and yesterday.
We drive down to the rail road tracks and then start walking.
We were just walking and not saying a word.
I look down at him and he's wearing a yellow shirt and shorts. The weather changes here so much. Sweatshirts one day and the shorts another.
He got on his phone and I looked at it.
I looked at his wrists and I see cuts.
I was in shock. I didn't know to ask him or not. I was so worried about him.
I wasn't sure if I was going crazy or not.
