The knife was cold and fresh against my soft skin. The skin that separates mr from life and death , as I stifle my whimpers of pain I draw the knife across my wrist again and again deeper and deeper . This is what keeps me sane creating a physical pain to numb my bleeding insides of pain and insecurity .
Is everything okay in there Flame you've been in there a while . Im fine mum nearly done . I quickly clean the floor hide the towl and blade . I flush the chain and run the water , as I step out the bathroom I hide my body and all signs of blood from my mum . All yours I say with a smile and head to my room to get changed into my black ripped skinnies a BVB ARMY t-shirt and my 17 eyelet laceup boots . This I why I cut to hide my feelings of hurt from school , freak fag emo just some of the everyday hate I get from them . Throwing my black jacket on o take out my iPhone 5s and text Ste my bf that I'll meet him a the skate park.
As I skate of down the road , I blast Motionless in white full volume through my headphones turning some heads and sending lil kids running for their mommies . TYPICAL kids scared of s 6 foot emo ha I chuckle to myself .
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Horrorthis short story may trigger you if you are sensitive please do read if tou aren't easily triggered ♥
