Dear Diary ,
Today has been sort of depressing...
I found out my cousin has been cutting himself
for awhile now.... *tear drops onto book*
I've been thinking about it myself...
I think to much. I over think everything.
Like I'll be thinking about my Nana ,
And then the next minute I'll be crying because I over thought that she could Die today.
Ugghhhh I hate my mind. Well I have to go to practice . Talk to you later Journal.
~Lizzie 💋
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I close my journal, and jump off my bed. I walk over to closet and get out some softball pants, sliding shorts, and a tie die shirt. I then close my closet and walk over to my dresser and open the top shelf and grab some yellow softball socks.i walk into my bathroom and change . I look in the mirror at myself... I think to myself "I'm so ugly " a tear slips down my face.. I open the top drawer to the left and see a razor... I think to myself again "come on Lizzie your stronger then this , zack wouldn't want you doing this to yourself.." I take the razor and make a couple slits on my wrist. Then A couple more . Blood is everywhere.On the counter &on the floor. I look at my wrists and feel "happy" I put the razor away and clean up my wrist. I put my hair up and then walk downstairs to my mom .
"Hey I'm ready let's go."I say
"Okay , Let's go."she replies
I walk out the door and walk to my moms car and off we go.
YOU ARE READING
Elizabeth's Journal.
Teen FictionHi , I'm Elizabeth Mae Reynolds. Nickname : Lizzie Age : 14 Birthday : September 14 , 2000 Height : 5'5 Hair Color : Brunette . Eye Color : Blue Hobbies : Softball & Volleyball Updating Atleast 2 Times A Week. Sorry If I Don't Love Y'all Lizzie