It was dark outside. Hazel is in her room wondering what is wrong with her one and only friend, Issac. So, she decided to check him out even though he wanted to be alone. She struggled to climb out the window but at last she did it.
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She quietly enter Issac's room and noticed that boy sitting on the bed, looking down at something. She walked closer to him as she take a look at him. Hazel was shocked to death of what she saw. Issac's hand was bleeding tremendously. She was curious but at the same time worried what could possibly happen. But soon she noticed a shard razor with blood stain on it. "Now everything makes sense," she thought herself turned her glaze towards Issac.
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He looked down at his fresh cuts which is still bleeding uncontrollably. He then looked straight into my eyes.
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I: Erhmm... Hazel? What are you doing here?
H: I came to see you. But I never thought I'd see this.
After hearing those words from Hazel, Issac's already blood shot eyes started to tear up. Without any word, Hazel grabbed him from the bed and hugged him tight which made him flinch in pain. Hazel comfort him, rubbing his back and whispering things to his ears. Later then, she brought him to the shower. She slowly removed his blood stained white tee. Hazel widened her eyes. There are more cuts and they seemed fresh. She knew she's gonna have to see this a lot. She continued removing his clothes. All Issac ever did was staring Hazel.
Hazel reached for Issac's pants and pull it down, there's more cuts. Hazel kept on seeing more and more cuts. She thought of talking to Issac about this, but this is just not the time yet.
