"Need to speak to you!" Evelyn screams at me to started my poor soul.
I jump up off of my bed and stand there in pure fright. I rest my hands on my knees and rest there for a while.
"Lately, things scaring me is not a fun time"
"Can see that" Evelyn laughs. "But seriously, haven't talked in a while, how have you been Bethany?"
"Beth" I correct her.
"Beth then... How have you been?"
"Absolutely amazing"
"Ooooooohh, Why is that? Come sit down and tell me"
"Well... I met a guy the other day, maybe a week ago... Anyway, he is the sweetest and has a smile that melts you on the inside" I spill out all at once.
"That's cute, What's his name?"
"Ashton, I honestly don't know his last name. We went on a date two days ago and it was amazing!"
"Kissed yet?"
"Nah"
She takes my hand in hers, "You will soon child".
Evelyn looks at my small and chubby hand and flips it over to study the other side.
"Why?!" she gasps at the sight of the three scabbed up cuts on my wrists.
"I don't know"
"Please never do this to yourself again, it's not a way to deal with pain"
"Okay, I promise"
I look at the floor and feel her pain, like she has been the same way as me before.
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Disembodied Voices
Horror12:46am Sunday The colliding of metal poles awakes me on an early just turned Sunday morning. It never misses an opportunity to watch my poor soul snap out of my pale, startled skin. I can't remember when this all started to haunt me because I have...
