Society.

Chapter 3

Anna's POV

I could feel my hand tense up as I put the blade too deep. I yelped and ran to my bed.

My mum came barging in. The first thing she saw was the puddle of blood, from my arms, spilled all over the floor.

I gasped and she came walking slowly to me. "Have I d-done something w-wrong Anna?" She whispered, stroking my head.

I shook my head to say no and hugged her, my arms still stained with blood. I cried into her stomach and she was just frozen in shock. I saw tears strolling down her eyes.

She was just staring at my cuts. Oh shit I thought to myself as she just sat and stated without saying a word.

"I-I'm sorry mum. I love you! your t-the best mum ever." I stuttered, sniffing up my tears.

"But I'm not. What have I done to you to make you do this? I must be a bad mum." She weeped.

"No." I yelled. And continued but sounding softer.. "it's just school. And stuff like that."

She nodded and told me that if I wanted to talk to someone, I could always talk to her and that she loves me. As she walked out, I heard some rocks banging against my bedroom window. I opened up and got hit in the eye bye one of them.

I ran downstairs to mum. She took one look at me and ran over. "Who did this?" she asked, sounding mad.

"I-i some one outside was throw-throwing stones at my window and I opened it and got hit." I cried.

She shoved an ice pack on my now black eye with blood trickling from the top of my cheek and dripping off the end of my chin.

I must have lost a lot of blood or something because when I woke up, I was lying in a hospital bed, strapped to an oxygen pipe.

I tried screaming but somehow, words didn't come out. Was I dead? I heard my mum call out for a nurse and I could tell my mum had been crying.

To be honest, it would have been better if I WAS dead.

The nurse came and started panicking. I could hear ambulance sirens in my head, just playing over and over.

No one came to visit me. My mum was just slumped in her chair reading a magazine.

"Mum," I whispered. "I want to go home."

"Soon, I promise." She said.

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After about half a month of staying in hospital, I was desperate to get out and see the real world again.

As I walked out of the door, I started having a panic attack.. I could always tell when I was having one,

I would; bite my lip,

Start shaking,

Get bloodshot eyes,

Start to play with my jumper,

Find it hard to breathe,

Look like I was going to cry

And so on.

It was not a fun life.

(A/N: guys I'm sorry if this chapter is rubbish.)

That night, when I was in my bed, I got a text from my ex-boyfriend. I opened it and it was a picture of him and Melanie kissing.

I was burning up with anger.

Then a couple of seconds later, I got another text from him saying he sent it to the wrong person and he was meant to send it to Mel.

Coincidence.

Could life got any worse?