I grabbed the razor blade that was placed in my locker, and held it up high so everyone could see. I brought it down to my wrist, and without second thought ripped the blade against my skin. It hut badly, but no emotions showed on my face. As usual.
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The Never Fading Smirk
Short StoryA Classic One. Lilliana Harley Elysse. A beautiful, gentle, shy girl. Straight As. Incredibly smart, so smart in fact she was allowed to skip not one, but two grades. Determined to stay the quiet, content girl she is, she steers clear of him. The bo...
