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As I sat in the bathroom I drew the razor blade across my skin. The cuts seeped out blood and I felt a since of ease rush over me. I just watched as the blood oozes out.
"Y/n are you in here?" I hear a knock at the door.
I quickly put away the razor and covered the cuts. I'm wearing black paints so if the the blood seeps out it won't show.
"Yeah sorry one second!" I yell out to Colby.
"No worries!" He yells back.
I take a deep breath then open the door. Colby smiles at me then I walk past to my room. I feel like I need to tell someone about what is going on. The cutting. The crying. The way I feel. I need to let it out to someone and not my journal. I need to tell.
I walk out to Corey and Devyn's room. I figured that if I was going to tell anyone it would be one of them. I knock and wait for someone to answer.
"Hey Y/n what's up?" Corey asks opening the door for me.
"I need to talk to you guys about something. It's important." I say in a quiet voice.
"Is everything okay?" Corey asks concerned.

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