Emma
I sat in the bathroom carving into my skin. Blood drips down onto the floor. The pain hurts but I like it. "Emma are you ready for school," my mother yells. I simply clean my self and my bathroom floor then go down stairs. My family don't care they want me gone. Sixteen year old Emma who loves the feeling of pain. 'Your pathetic Emma' die Emma nobody needs you around.' I walk out the door and go to my high school. Maybe today will be good.
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Emma and Dylan
Historia CortaShe belittles herself. She makes pictures only she can see. Her family wants to help but their always to busy. She try her hardest to stop, but she can't. She loves the pain she feels. She feels so unloved she starts again. Her name is Emma He's bad...
