Where It All Started ||Michael Clifford||

Where It All Started ||Michael Clifford||

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I can't take it anymore, it's just to much, everyone will be better off without me. I lean my head on the brick of the back of the school. Tears rolling down my face, I pull up my sleeve and take off the braclets. I will finally be free. I take the small blade out of the little box I had in the bottom of my bag. I make a few slits feeling sensational sting. I continue on making more cuts, I can feel my self getting dizzy, but I keep making more, cutting deeper each time. " Hey uhhh, oh my god what are you doing, you need help." I was slowly slipping away. The last thing I remember before I lost consciousness was the guy caring me to a black car.
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