Cuts

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Looking at myself in the mirror thinking where did I my life go wrong?
I've got a blade in my hand about to cut my skin, I'm crying my eyes out as I glide it across my wrist.

I'm not crying because of the pain, I'm crying because I'm so alone, I can't feel the pain anymore.

Woke up in the morning looking at my wrist. Rolled out of bed and toke a shower, I found an outfit and put in on, then headed back into my closet to find the biggest hoodie I have.

Before I put it one I walked downstairs to find my mum in the kitchen. I put on my fake smile and give her a hug.

She looks at m wrist and says "what happened?" My heart starts breathing out of my chest as I try come up with an excuse, "I-I was, It was a stray cat"

"Ohh I'm sorry" she said. When she walked out of the kitchen I quickly put my hoodie on and headed on my way

So this is my first chapter I'm up for suggestions tell me in the comments below. This is my first book so I'm ready for anything and please don't hate on me, oh and this is true... some of it... ENJOY!!
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