Help!
She screamed.
Get off me!
No. You deserve to die.
She shredded chunks of hair out of her scalp. Blood oozed out. The pain made tears brim in her eyes.
They were all on top of her at once. Abusing her is all ways imaginable. Clawing, throttling, punching, cutting and... Scissors cut her in unimaginable places. She yelled.
Stop doing this to me!
We aren't doing anything.
You are doing this yourself.
Only an idiot would do this to themselves.
They left her unscathed. But she didn't. She clawed her skin. Throttled her neck. Punched her stomach. Cut her wrists. And used scissors to cut her world apart.
Keep going.
You deserve this.
You need to die.
It will be better for everyone.
Please, stop. I'm begging you. I can't do this anymore. Make the pain stop.
And it stopped. She laid there tears streaming down her precious face on the floor of her room. Not a single drop of blood in sight. Her hair perfectly intact. Her scissors sat carefully tidied in a pot on her desk with other stationary. The voices were gone. She was alone.
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Drowning
Teen FictionThis book is about two mentally ill sisters who try to escape from the controlling voices inside their head. IMPORTANT: Contains: -Gore -Triggers -Horror -Death -Self harm/ self hate This may not seem particularly graphic to some people but will be...
