You've been abused your entire life. Noone loves you. If they did they wouldn't send you through the hell that is school everyday. But your here so you might as well pay attention. You look at the notebook on your desk. It had (y/n) written on the front. You look over to alex and she was drawing on the cover. She was drawing herself
It was great. Way better than me. The bell for lunch just rang. "I cant eat or ill get fat" I thought. I asked to use the bathroom then ran down the hall. I got out the pocket Knife and slowly cut through my skin. I felt like I deserved to hurt. I get hurt at home why not at school. I heard a voice and realized that it was alex. Why is thier blood an your arm (y/n) ? She said with concern "Oh nothing but an accident alex dont worry." I said pulling down my sleeves "ok then well lunch is over come back to class"
177 words go me
