I hide Inside myself as I walked around inside with a big fake smile. Some people were jealous of me good grades, popular beautiful and... rich parents. I honestly hope they die. If you want to know why let's just say that nobody can do something they haven't done to me yet. I walked into the bathroom of my school I locked the door as I rolled up my sleeves and took out a boxcutter before letting the blade slice into my skin. I don't care if anyone sees them anymore I just stopped to care five years ago. people are to blind to notice the mask anyway.
*But we do.*
"Do you know what's up with #####? She has been acting kinda weird lately," A girl said
"I don't know but I sure as hell noticed, everyone noticed but no one talks about it," A boy said.
*please don't hide*
I covered my arms again. The black fabric got soaked in blood but why should I care? I exited the bathroom with one of my fake smiles and no one noticed.
"Hi," I said with a big fake smile as two of my friends came up to me.
"##### You've been acting weird lately what happened?" Jack asked. I gave him a confused face.
"What do you mean?" I asked
"You've been isolating yourself a lot lately. Why?" Lauren asked.
"It's nothing serious just some trouble at home," I said.
"You sure?" Jack asked,
"Yeah my parents have been fighting a lot and I try not to think about it," I lied to them. To be fair
"And the truth?" Another boy walked up to me. Michael.
"This is the truth they have been fighting a lot," I said still lying.
*they sure noticed*
"Sure they have been fighting but against who?" He asked. I tried to walk away. He harshly grabbed my arm making me flinch. He noticed. I looked around and other students began to notice.
"Why is your sle-, WHY THE FUCK IS YOUR SLEEVE SOAKED IN BLOOD?!?!" he yelled as he grabbed my arm with the other hand. He stared at his hand that was covered in blood. My smile faded into the empty face I hide.
"What is going with you? You have everything anyone could ever want and still, you cut," He said angrily. rolling up my sleeves
"I only made five of them," I said. He stared at me.
"THEN WHO THE HELL MADE THE REST?," He yelled at me. I looked down.
"It's not important," I said
"Then what is? You help everyone in this school heck you even got two pair of parents arrested because they abused their children. so give me one good reason for you not being important" He said. One tear slide down my cheek as I ripped my arm out of if grip and made a run for it. Not running home just running. I could hear them call my name but I just don't care as I ran.
*you don't need to hide anymore*
I ran out of the city not stopping at anything. I didn't care about my tears finally falling. I didn't care about my fake face being tossed out of the window. Why live if you're going to die anyway? Why keep going if you either hurt others or hurt yourself no matter what you do? Why saying you're free when true freedom is unreachable? I came to a forest but I didn't stop. I only stopped when I fell. I couldn't get up again as I cried on the ground. I don't know how long I cried as I felt small and cold drops of water hit my head. More followed as I began to rain heavily. I washed as the rain washed out the blood from my sleeves. 'I can end it right here' I thought as I took the box cutter. I rolled the blade out as I held it with both hands.
*Everything will be okay if you go back to the school #####*
My grip tightens as I was about to...
