I hold tightly on to my sisters arm, grasping onto in as hard as I can.
"Come on, watch out for the cars look left then right!" My sister explained.
"But why..!" I moaned tugging at her arm, trying to cause pain.
"Shh.. come on let's just get to the park".
Even though I was rude she still loves me for what I did. All of a sudden I remembered what we were talking about the week before...
"Nova, why are your arms red they've been like this for a month, I really want to know" I questioned .
"Trust me Phoenix, don't worry about"
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Teen FictionDeath, Violence, Self Harm, Suicide, Bad Language, Depression. (You've been warned)
