Chapter 3

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I pulled out one of my razors. I struggled to take the blade out without slicing my finger. I grabbed the blade and started talking to myself. "I'm sorry mom. I can't deal with this anymore." I cut myself. Pretty deep actually. I cried. I screamed. All of a sudden it felt good. It felt good to be open. To let everything out. Then it hurt. But then it felt good. I also felt bad. Not for me. But for my mom who is probably watching me. Crying. I have to stop. So i did. Only because i felt bad.

I have sports. What saddens me is that I'm probably the 3rd best on my track team. But nope. No one likes me. Is it because I'm weird. I don't know. I had to wear a sweater in 89 degree weather in Cali because of my cuts. But I didn't care. I just didn't want anyone to know.

Once practice was over i showered again because I was all sweaty. Well I'm rebel. 3 showers in one day. Im weird. I decided that i wanted to drive my car to a place to eat because i haven't gotten out in a while. I changed into sweatpants and a tshirt. I Left my hair down. It was about 8 so I went out to a mcdonalds. Very classy. After that I went to Starbucks. yummmm. I drove back home and ate my delicous food. I was pretty tired, so i went to bed. Before that, I thanked god that tommorow is saturday.

I woke up at around 11 in the morning. I got on my phone and watched a little of matthew espinosa on vine. I love him. He just makes me smile. I wanna meet him so bad. I heard a noise earlier while i was sleeping but i ignored it. Should i have ignored it? I decided to get off my butt and make myself breakfast. Froot loops are amazing. I then watched an ANTM marothon. As it started i yawned so i randomly took a nap.

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