I woke up in alarm my sheets were all red and I got up without thinking this has happened many times before. The night before I cut and forgot to clean them so I got up and walked to the washroom. I laid my arm in the sink and began to rinse the blood off my wrist. It stung and I pulled it out in frustration. I was so stupid I went to deep and now everyone was going to judge me. School was starting in a couple days and I felt sick to my stomach how were people going to react to the new suicidal girl? No one seems to understand unless they do it too.
I walked down the stairs and opened the fridge even though I didn't want to eat. All I wanted to do was go cut again but I knew that would just make it worse when school came around.
I am going into 11th grade and it is nerve racking I can't even think strait. Plus I'm bisexual how are people going to react to that. Shit I'm overthinking again why do I do that. I know I'm tired insomnia was a bitch last night. I can't do anything about it anyways my dads taking me school shopping today.
"Slam" the door shut shit my dad was home. He walked in and saw me in my Black Veil Brides sweater. "Emily why are you in a sweater it's summer?" He asked. "I'm cold," I lied. "Ok well let's go," he said.
We walked out to the car and drove to the mall. The mall in Toronto always looks so big compared to the one I'm used to in Charlottetown. We got out of the car and walked over to HMV my dad remembered that was my favourite store. He let me look around for clothes that I like when I found a cool green day sweater. I looked for sizes I'm a medium so that's what I was looking for. I finally found it and turned to my dad to ask him to buy it. He said he would and told me I could keep looking around.
I went to the posters and found some cool ones but nothing that my dad would approve of. He mostly hates the type of music I listen too he just doesn't mind green day. My mom always let me get band merch but she got a new boyfriend and moved in with him so now I'm stuck with my dad.
After looking at the posters I walked over to the punk section of the CDs when someone tugged on my arm behind me.
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Depression.
Teen FictionAbout a 16 year old girl named Emily who is suicidal and her journey through life. How she deals with depression and and problems she faces along the way. It was her first time switching schools because she had to move in with her dad. How are peopl...
