Every one usually sees me as a nice 13 yearold girl with ADHD. I may be the most bubbly girl you've ever met. But really I'm so much more than that. I may appear happy but you can't judge a book by it's cover. But sadly all my way of life and personality was stolen away all in one traumatic week.
I guess it must have started at my dance recital. For some reason I kept staring at this one girl named Rebecca. She and I had been friends forever but only now I realised she was so beautiful. As most people see her as "emo". She was really sweet. She had deep blue eyes,small nose and a pixie hair cut. Not to mention her perfectly formed cheekbones she reassembled a real fairy. Even-though the dusty old lights made everyone look hideous,the light complimented her in such a way it made her blue-green hair seem even more electric. She looked like a neon sign you'd see in Vegas. She wore hot pink short-shorts and a lime green long sleeve T-shirt
But then I saw her strange red sharpie sketched into her upper thigh. I was shocked to notice it was her name. I never knew someone else did that too! It kind of looked like she was trying to get her pen to- "Hey quit staring your freaking me out!" I jumped as her voice startled me so much I smeared lipstick all over the side of my cheek. "Oh shit,umm,sorry Rebecca,I zoned out there."
"Oh."
Her expression on her face seemed relaxed,almost relieved.
I later asked my good friend Emily if she saw the sharpie marks on Rebecca's leg she just said,"Umm Megs,those aren't sharpie marks their cut marks."
I just looked at her,trying to find the right words without sounding naïve or stupid, but she answered to fast for me.
" Rebecca cuts herself!"
She seemed annoyed that I didn't get it at first but then I stared at her flabbergasted.
"Well why would she-sh-how could she c-cu......"
Tears started to gather at the corners of my eyes. I blinked a few times then I felt my self collapse into Emily's arms. She was like the big sister I never had (well a better one than I have now Kirsten). I finally managed to squeak out the few words I found in my brain, "Why do people do this?"
A memory from my science class flashed through the clouds of my brain. It was Mr.Martin saying "...because it is close to an artery which can also cause the blood to spurt,I know gross huh? I recently..."
"Oh my God." I whispered to myself. Emily looked at me concerned.
"Whats wrong Megs-Legs?"
She hadn't said that since I broke both my legs jumping on her trampoline. I flew into a tree and fell hard. To make me feel like I wasn't all alone she "accidentally" broke her leg too. She kept calling me that to make me laugh.
But she couldn't cheer me up with any thing. I just realised "My friend I knew since 3rd grade could d-di...."
I couldn't even say the word. Instead I just collapsed again and my body was captured by violent trembles and loud sobs. At this point we were outside waiting for Emily's mom to pick us up when Rebecca walked by. For being two years older she never looked more like a child. Her eyes were sad and dull,she was shaking and her self-pierced lip was drooping as I whatched her sprint fast behind the theatre. Emily and I chased after her, hoping to talk some sense to her but,I saw her familiar electric blue-green hair. Something caught my eye,something glittering in the semi-dry field. I gasped in terror as I recognized what shiny object was in her hand. It was a knife and she held it to her arm. Emily was just staring, but as I looked closer I saw her scars in circling her body. She was sobbing extremely loud,almost wailing. My heart stopped as I saw her head turn my way. She saw me no doubt. All I did was freeze,there was a cloud of dark,thick smoke in brain. Like someone had started a fire. I didn't have anything to say for once. Then she started running straight for me. And when I turned Emily was gone.
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One Cut is all it Takes
Ficção AdolescenteThis story is parts of my life the characters are based on the people I met. But the stories are fiction. Infact these are pretty much my nightmares I had at a sleepover. They made me cry so I hope they will touch your heart to. And lastly, if you h...