That Will Never Be Me//l.h.

Prologue

(TRIGGER WARNING)

Prologue

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I do my best to run upstairs but it hurts so bad. I just can't take it anymore so I limp into my bathroom. My face is throbbing as I see bruises appearing on it in the mirror. I start a hot bath and peal off my clothes and coutinue to ease myself into the hot water. It burns my skin but feels good on my bruised body. Tears stream down my face as I run a razor across my scarred wrist. I think about my mother and wonder why she had to leave me. I think about the times before she passed and how nice it was when her, my dad, and I were a happy family. Things would be so much better if she were still around. So, so much better.

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