She looked down at her arm this one clean, the skin untouched. Tear stains ran down her face But within her eyes was a type of calm only received when you cry till there are no more tears left in you. It had happened today, she had been expecting it for a while, the bullies got physical. Her lower lip was puffed out and she had bruises on her sides by her ribs. After a while of taunting and name calling she grew immune all names they could call her she had already heard. There was no fun for them any more n w that she had been called everything they could think of. As the memories washed over her a burn came from her arm as the razor was pressed down far enough to cut skin. The corner was dragged along her wrist again and again leaving her skin soaked. She grabbed a towel pressing it to the wounds hissing as the burn really began to hurt. She looked down to see 5 new gashes fresh and bright red on her skin.
She cleaned off the blade and placed it back hidden away where no one could see it. Pulling her jacket sleeve down she lay back feeling the need to cry but unable to find the tears. For the first time in a while the thought entered her mind "Who would miss me when I'm gone" and with the dark note she fell asleep her mind brewing darkness and seeping in self hate.
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Broken-a series of short stories
Cerita PendekYes as stated in the title this a series of one-shots though if asked I will continue any and resolve what to some seems an unresolved story…back to the point. These mostly will be romance and all definitely have a sad ending. If you have plot ideas...
