Alison was at home putting away her clothes when her father came in. "Alison, what the fuck is wrong with you?" I don't know what you're talking about dad. Yes you do , Alison! Ali, Why are you smoking cigarettes at Savanna's house? I didn't dad! I promise. Okay Ali, when I come to you almost 99.9% of the time already know. Okay dad. I won't do it again. Ali, that shit can kill you. I know dad, that's why I do it. What? Never mind you're grounded. But dad! No buts Alison!
He left her crying in her bedroom floor. She was already depressed cause she is always being yelled at for stupid things. At about 2:49 A.M., she went into the kitchen and found the razor blades. She went in her room and cut 4 slices into her left arm. She got in her bed and layed there and just bled for a good 30-45 minutes. She went to the bathroom, took a wash cloth and wiped up her blood and but 4 bandaids on. She felt so much better, but this wasn't the end .
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Pretty Blue Eyes
Teen FictionThis story is about a young depressed girl with her family that doesn't trust her. Her parents got divorced at a young age and she's been sad ever since. She's not a terrible kid that she's done some terrible stuff and I think kids of all ages shou...
