Scars Hide Secrets *on Hold*

I have scars everywhere, and I mean everywhere. But you don't understand how precious they are to me. Every scar means something. A representation of my life. A painful reminder. A constant pain of who I am. They don't define me, but they show my life. All my scars mean something very valuable to me. They hold a memory. The past, a story of what made me who I am today. Because of ,well. Another Scar. Another story. Another Secret. Scars hold secrets. MY Secret. These scars hide my secrets. Scars Hide Secrets. | I wrote this story to help raise awareness of abuse, suicidal problems, and the dangers of bullying. I hope that this story will inspire others to stop bullying or to help others who are being bullied.