My story

The first time

So my friend she started to get meaner. I didn't know why this voice was taunting me. One day I was having a hard time fighting her off. I had gotten in an argument with my stepdad. I locked myself in my room and had a bad meltdown. She won that day. I took an eraser from my school supplies. I used it to make two big burns on the top of my hand. This was my first time self harming and it felt like a weight was lifted off my shoulders. A few days later my mom saw. She wasn't happy with me. Her and my sister teamed up on me to see why I did it. Even with them asking me I couldn't get the words out right. I was so scared just of disappointing them or even my family thinking it's their fault. It wasn't their fault it was my fault. I came up with some excuse and brushed it off. I promised myself I'd never do it again. But I mean that's what they all say until it happens again. I was still in the fourth grade.