~Cutters nightmare~

Chapter 1.

I was 13 years old, 3:15pm. I came home from school one day so upset because a kid told me that nobody likes me and I was 'pathetic', I was home alone so I went up to my room and blasted the music while I started to think, "I'm always being bullied at school, nobody seems to love me at home, maybe.. I should" I thought to myself. 3:30pm. I went to the kitchen and opened the drawer, I pulled out a pair of scissors, and began to sketch small cat like cuts on my wrist. 4:30pm. I hear the house door open, it's my mom. I quickly turn the music down a bit and hide the scissors in a music box in the corner beside my dresser where she can't see, "Ciara!? Did you empty the dishwasher like I asked?" My mom yells up at me, "No.." I say nervously. I hear mom stomp into the kitchen, I hope she's not looking for the scissors that I hid from her.