*PLAY SONG* I can't do this. I slam the door shut and ran upstairs teardrops staining my my face. I couldn't see. The tears blinded me. He broke me. Suddenly the confident girl left my body and now I'm just a weak little girl, with no friends, no family. I'm alone. I'm sad. I'm broken. Everything I don't want to be.
8.42 pm I shut the bathroom door, and locked it. The bag where is it?! I panicked when a blue bag caught my eye. With shaky hands I opened it.. grabbing the razor blades.
8.47 The blade slid across my wrist the blood dripping and staining the floor. Tears and blood mixed on my arm. I grabbed the bandages and wrapped them around my wrists.
It'll be okay Y/N. *STOP SONG*
The next day. I got up at 8 am I'm 30 minutes late. I need to get ready.
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It will do.
I look at my wrist gliding my fingers across the forming scars. Then I hear a loud knock and I quickly pull my sleeve down. I wonder who it is.
