I sit alone in this dark room , Just me the walls and My quiet sobs , I clinch my chest in pain the tears I can't control ..The room begins to spin and My mouth begins to water ..Im feeling sick I then clinch my stomach and run into the bathroom stumbling and falling to my knees to get whatever this pain is out of me.
It won't come out I Gag and I gag ...still nothing. And here it goes again I'm sobbing My face is wet and my shirt is soaked. What can I do to get this pain out of me ? I throw My two fingers down my throat and gag somemore then it all comes up.
I'm hot and my Eyes are bloodshot red. I run a rag underneath some cold water and wipe my face ..I glanced at the mirror And saw my face ..my black eyeliner.and mascara smeared all over my face my eyes puffy and dark circles add to the misery.
This is every night ..every morning before I go to school.
After Awhile the gagging became old ..it didn't help my pain ..it became A strain on my heart ..like someone pelted my heart with rocks.
I go into the bathroom ..And open up the medicine cabnet My head is pounding like african drums. And then I notice a shiny object ..It caught my eye ..I pick it up and I feel a prick on my finger. I look down and see the drops of my blood designed on the sink. It feels relaxing . . . What if I cut myself again ? No ..I say to myself.. I leave the razor on the sink and go into my room.
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Suicidal Princess
Short StoryA teenager goes through the struggles of bullying , Her instant addiction to cutting herself and The Beauty she suddenly finds in death.
