Insecure

Chapter 2

She grabbed the safety pin and started scratching her thighs with it until she bled. All she wanted was for everyone to stop calling her these awful names.
She got up and walked over to her closet and found a scarf. She tied one end to her fan and the other end to her neck and stood on a chair. When she just about jumped off the chair, she stopped herself. She wasn't afraid to die but she was afraid to kill herself.
Not being able to kill herself only made things worse. She felt like a coward. She untied the scarf from her neck and got down and say on her floor and cried.
"Coward!" she told herself. "Worthless piece of shit!"
She grabbed a pencil sharpener and took at the blade and once again started cutting her thighs. Not to deep, but deep enough to make her bleed. She set the blade down and cried herself to sleep.

The next day at school she didn't feel any better about herself. She sat down alone before school started. One of her friends asked "Paige, are you ok?"
"I'm fine. I'm just tired" she told her friend. Although, she was telling a lie. She wasn't alright. She felt worthless. She wanted to die.
As the day went on, the kid that called her ratchet said "you look like a clown. Bitch."
She had to say something. She was tired of simply doing nothing.
"I hope one day you choke on the shut you talk." She said to him.
She started to feel bad but she was still glad she said something.

I'm her last class of the day, all she wanted to do was go home. She wasn't talking to any of her friends when they talked to her. She would just sit there and enter her mind, filled with horrible thoughts.