CHAPTER -1

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I hit my head hard to the soft pillow when I hear the evil alarm ringing, which sounds like my death call. I groan loudly and I get out of my little heaven, my bed. As I walk into my bathroom, I am enveloped with a thousand thoughts. Today is my first day at school after the sophomore's vacation. I turn the shower on to be embraced by warm drops of water falling on my cold bare skin. Making me calm but just for a second, I touch the scars on my wrist, before I realize I start crying. Taking me back to the memories of that hideous day.

The day I lost my life, my happiness. I could hear her screams, showing me how useless I am. I couldn't save her. I can't live.

With these thoughts in my head, I pick myself from the cold ground of the washroom, wiping my tear stricken face with the back of my hand. I walk towards one of the cabinets, I open it, revealing all my washeries I take out my razor, I place it on my bare palm closing it with my fingers, pressing it hard against my palm as the fear of someone taking it away crosses my mind. This is the only thing that eases my pain, make's me feel content, less guilty. I walk to the empty space near the cabinets and sit Indian style. Placing the razor on my left wrist ready to strike through it, ready to be freed from the inner pain.

Suddenly I hear charlotte yell " Beth open the door you're going to get late to school, you need to hurry sweety. I am going to make your favorite choco chips pancakes, see you soon at the breakfast table." These were the last words I heard before it was back to silence.

I shook my head standing up from my position. I walk to the mirror standing in front of it, I look at my reflection in it, running my fingers through my face as though measuring each inch of it. I scream at myself self you Bethany Emma Johnson keep your fucking shit inside yourself. I turn on the water tap collecting the water in my palms I splash the water hard on my face as if with the help of the water I can get rid of every pain. I place the razorback safely in the cabinet. I go back standing under the already on the shower and taking a quick bath, changing into my blue fluffy bathrobe. I exit the bathroom and go to my closet. I quickly take off my bathrobe, wearing on my undergarments, I open my right cupboard which consists of all my full sleeves shirts, sweat shirts, and jeans. I wear my dark blue jeans realizing its been almost a year that I have opened my left cupboard, and it's not going to be any sooner, or may I say never going to open it again. Wearing my plain gray full sleeves shirt which perfectly hides my scars, tying my brown wavy hair into a ponytail, put on my black Adidas snickers after which I take my bag and leave the room and enter the corridor which leads me to the edge of my stairs. I pull my sleeves properly to hide my scars, letting out a deep breath I start walking down the stairs, when I enter the kitchen I see a lady in her mid 40's with her hair perfectly tied into a bun, wearing a yellow apron over her white shirt and black skirt. She's my caretaker or can I say, nanny, she's been along with me for almost a year and takes care of me as her very own. She senses my presence as she quickly turns towards me with her wide toothy smile .she walks towards me without saying anything placing her hands over my shoulder taking me to the large table. As i start nearing the six chaired persian table . I could feel her presence ,my dad running around it to get a hold of my little form , my mother laughing at us. I came out of my reverie , when i heard a clearing of a throat right in front of me . I saw lee ( charlotte's surname ) sitting in front of me with a confused look on her face . She raised one of her eyebrow in question . I just shrugged my shoulder's before sitting on the chair next to her , taking my fork poking it directly into the huge pile of pancakes placed in front of me , taking a piece of it i immediately place it in my mouth and moan loudly devouring the taste of it closing my eyes . When i open my eyes i could see the confusion vanish from her face replacing it with a huge smile . I gulp quickly taking another piece of it .

i turn to her telling her " lee do you know you make the best choco chip pancakes in the world"

she laughs saying " i know beth "
I look at her in confusion, not happy with her short reply I ask her "why ddon'tyou go to master chief, I am sure you can do well " saying this I place my fork down on the table, wiping my mouth with the table cloth, I place my hands around the glass filled with juice placing it quickly near my lips before gulping it quickly I look at her and raise my eyebrows in question, she sighs and dramatically waves her hand saying " you know I don't want to steal Jordan Ramsey's work ., I love him too much". I laugh loudly holding my stomach, as she pouts at my behavior and tells " you know I am capable of doing that right ".

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