I started walking upstairs when my dad was talking to someone on the phone. I slam the door and then locked it, so my dad won't see me depressed. I was putting a fake smile on my face, so he won't realize that I'm depressed. I always try's to keep my scars from my arm hidden, i always hide them from my sweaters at school and even at home. *sits on the bed* idk what to do now, *sighs* *takes a knife* well... I could cut if I'm bored, because I'm always depressed. *cuts on my arm* *dad comes up walking upstairs* (Dad-Emma unlock the door please) (Me-Ok dad) (My mind-Oh shit I needs to put on a sweater) *puts on a sweater* *opens the door* (Dad-I needs to tell you something) (Me-Yes dad?) (Dad-There's a boy coming over) (Me-Ok......) *knocks on the door* (Dad-He's here) (Me-Ok tell him I'm up in my room) (Dad-Ok) (My mind-Oh shit there's a boy coming up in my room) *the boy walks upstairs* *knocks on the door* *opens it* (???-Hello) (Me-Who are you?) (???-My name is nick) (Me-That's a good name) (Nick-Thanks and what's yours?) (Me-My name is Emma) (Nick-That's a cool name) (Me-Thanks) (Nick-Your welcome) *nick-pushes Emma on the bed* (Me-What was that for?) (Nick-Just lay on the bed. God damnit) *me-cries a little but you can't see the tears* *nick-rips off her clothes* (My mind-Ummmm... What the fuck) *nick-rapes her* (Me-STOP RAPING ME) (Nick-God damnit No) *nick-punches her hard* *me-keep my tears in* (My mind-Oh shit my cuts) (Nick-What's that?) *nick-he looks at her arm) (Me-Oh nothing) *nick-Walks out of the room* (My mind-I needs to get out of here) *takes a pear of clothes and then puts the clothes on* *puts my sweater back on* *opens the window* *climbs out of the window*.
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