I woke up and my head started pounding.
"wow, this is brutal" I say out loud
I walked into the bathroom and looked into the mirror all I could see was every single flaw. my bruised ribs, my bruised cheek a bruise that covered most of my stomach and my legs from when he dragged me up the stairs. at this point I was crying with my eyes blurred I opened the mirror and moved opened the box of bandaids, perfect here what I was looking for a razor....
I looked into the mirror and leaned back into the wall and hugged my legs I remembered the song "baby don't cut" and thought to my self ...
one cut two cuts three cuts four ...
I didn't actually know I was cutting myself until I relized the pain that was being brought onto from the cuts over cuts ... I quickly leaned over the tub and grabbed the cold rag and wrapped it gently over my arm... and fell into a sleep ...
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White Roses on the Coast
Random17 year old madeline has to grow up and start taking care of her younger sister May. her father is no use at this situation because he is a drunk and is abusive. madeline and may's mother Lizzy has been gone. she disapeared.
