Suicidal Princess

Dead silence

Nothing ...My name is nothing , I look like nothing ...I feel like nothing. Im starting to believe I am Nothing. My head is hung low and My face is pale from my episode last night.

I make my way to the last seat all the way in the back. While im walking To the back it feels like my feet are moving in quicksand. My body is heavy and my arm still fresh with marks.

I put my earphones in and pretty soon I felt the spit balls and crumbled up paper lauched my way, some hit me some landed beside me. I took a deep breath and Closed my eyes. I grabbed my book bag off the floor and ran out the class.

I went into the bathroom and locked myself in a stall. I searched in my bookbag for my razor and pulled my sweater sleeve up. One cut , Two cuts , Three cuts , Four..The blood oozes its warm and drips down my arm and onto the floor.

After I'm done I feel much better. The pain is gone for now I leave the stall and Run cold water on my fresh cuts ..It stings like hand sanitizer on a open scab. The white sink now red and My arm clean of this warm liquid.

I pull my sleeve down and walk out when I get pushed.back into the bathroom. I heard my phone crash onto the floor. I look up and its these idotic girls who mess with me everyday. But why ? I dont bother anybody I stay to myself and mind my own.buisness.

"Look at her , She's pathetic she ran out of class"

Next thing I know Im getting dragged in a stall and They grab my Arms which are still.sore .. I look up to a girl Whose recording every move ..I kick and try to scream but someones hand was covering my mouth.

I still managed to let out muffled screams and Kick the girls every now and then.

They begin to kick me ...I clinch my teeth. they kick me so hard I begin to cough up blood and Ball up into the corner. No matter what I do they Wont stop..they just keep going at this point I feel dizzy my eyes get heavy and The kicking and hitting begin to fade away.