((Okay, please don't hate on me because this is where Natoshi happens, okay? I AM NOT CREATIIIVEEE WITH FANFICTIONSSSS))
Naomi started to have suicidal thoughts. She wanted to end the pain. So Naomi laid the blade across her wrist. She thought just one wouldn't hurt her, right?
*slit* blood started to slowly pour out. "ouch..... that should sting for only a little, right?" Naomi said to herself as the blood started to drip more and more. "Okay. I'm done. I don't want to rest to bleed yet." Naomi put the bloody blade on top of the drawer and walked over to her closet. Naomi searched for a sweater, but she couldn't seem to find any. "Aha!" Naomi exclaimed. She found a black sweater that her mother gave her last year. Naomi slipped her arm through one sleeve, and another. "Okay... I'm going to go get a bandaid and a napkin." Naomi said out loud to herself. She didn't want her mom to know about the scar, so she would just say she was cold and liked black now. Naomi opened her bedroom door and headed downstairs. She didn't talk to her mom. Her mom didn't even notice. Naomi searched through the kitchen drawers. "No bandaids... Oh hey! Napkins!" Naomi said quietly to herself. She grabbed 3 napkins but her arm started to bleed again. She pressed the napkin on her arm for a minute, then she found bandaids.
"Oh hey Naomi! Feeling better?" Her mom said. Naomi didn't answer. She just ran faster upstairs. Naomi locked the door, and wrapped the bandaid on her arm.
"There shall be no evidence..." Naomi said to herself. She reached for the blade and cleaned it.
"*sigh*... Another day alone.. Another night another knife; I guess I'm on my own..." Naomi said. She reached for her lights and turned off her lamp. She closed her eyes. "The lights are on my eyes are closed and no one understands, the dark-" Naomi was interrupted. Her cell phone received a text message. It was from Satoshi.
"Hey, Naomi... I have something extremely important to tell you." Sent at 8:49 pm. Naomi wondered what Satoshi was going to tell her that was so extremely important.
*beep* another text message from Satoshi.
"Oh and... Can I come over to your house tomorrow?" Satoshi asked. Naomi was shocked. She didn't want Satoshi to find out about her scars, she thought he would judge her! "Oh my god.... Will Satoshi even be my friend if he finds out??" Naomi asked herself as she panicked.
"No... Satoshi won't find out." Naomi said. Naomi zipped her jacket and ran to her drawer to get a marker and paper. She also found a safety pin. "I'll just label this "Naomi is cold" so everyone knows I'm cold, okay?" Naomi said to herself. She thought this was a good idea. So she wrote 'Naomi is cold' on the paper lightly. Then traced it with markers. Carefully, she cut the paper and poked a hole through it. Then she carefully poked the safety pin through the hole then near the collar of her sweater, she poked the safety pin attached to the paper there. Naomi opened her phone, and started to reply to Satoshi.
"Yeah. That would be great." Naomi sent the text message. Naomi reached for the light and turned it off.
She got into bed and whispered to herself before she went to sleep; "Goodnight... New scar of mine."
