Chills run up and down on my arms and legs. My breathing stops. The world becomes foggy. My sister finally breaks down, tears dripping down her salty cheeks. I freeze. This can't be happening. How? My eyes shut, once, twice, three times. I try to blink away the tears. It's no use, anyway. I look over to my dad who's staring at me. "Y-yeah? I hiccup. "It will be okay. I swear. Everything will be okay." He says.
How can everything be okay? My mom is dead. I just nod an alright. After a few minutes of crying we head home. I don't bother collecting the homework either. It doesn't matter. It's not like I would do it, anyway. Once we reach home I go up to my room. I close the blinds and shut the curtains, I don't want the world to see what I'm about to do. I close, and lock, my door. I look through numerous amounts of drawers and jewelry holders until I find it. I hold it in between my pointer finger and thumb.
I lift my sleeve up on my left arm. The blade feels cool against my arm. How it runs through my fragile skin, opening it and letting the blood leak from it. These slits aren't small, they're deep. The blood immediately drips down my arm onto my wooden floor, that's already stained with blood and beverages.
I look over to make sure my door is locked. It is, thank God. After making a few more scars on my body, I get up and grab a few things to treat the cuts. Once the blood is gone and the slits are clean, I lay down on my bed. I fall asleep into a deep slumber soon.
I'm so sorry that I put this on hold. I haven't been really creative lately so I can't think of anything to write. I don't want to write something half-heartedly either. I'll update once a week but I can't promise anything sooner. Again, I'm sorry. - A/N
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Fanfic(Y/n) has a journal that she writes in every day about personal things. Actually, she wrote in it every day... until her mother's death. Devasted, (Y/n) stops going to school which means that she could fail. Josh tries to help her out but she now ha...
