Hidden Beneath Her Sleeves

Hidden Beneath Her Sleeves

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Hi my name Eden Shore I'm 17 years old, I been abused by my Father and the kids at school for 5 years and still am. Eden had been abused by everyone she hopes that one day someone will save her. Eden has depression and she cuts herself, Eden hides her scar and bruises before school so no one will know she gets abused at home. Her father abuses her because he said it her fault her Mother died. She has Long Brown hair, with brown eyes. 17 year old Ashton Jones, Ashton has a little 7 year old sister called Jessica Jones that lives with him, his parents died when Jessica was 3, the schools Golden Boy has a secret that no one not even his sister only his friends know. Ashton's secret is a famous street fighter. He has short brown, with brown eyes What happens if Eden and Ashton bump into each other and Eden forget to cover her scars and bruises and Ashton saw?
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I had always thought highly of myself. I always made good grades, always the good child. Mom let me stay out past 3 because she knew that I was making "good choices". Well they used to be "good choices" till I was in my senior year of College. When you see 'Mean Girls', it is nothing compared to what I go through. I did things. Things that my mother wouldn't think would be "good choices". I then met the lovable Ashton Irwin. I looked down at his wrists... cutting scars. I looked at my wrists... fresh cuts. I looked up at his concerned face. "I guess I need to be your broken bandage." "YOU JUST HAVE TO PUSH EVERYONE AWAY FROM YOU, PRIMROSE! INCLUDING ME! IF you just were going to let dangle by a string then cut me off... you could've let me hold the scissors." I sniffed into the camera, "Goodbye world. It was nice knowing ya." I turned off the camera and looked at the pills in my hands. Goodbye Ashton. I never wanted to push you away.

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