He found me shaking and stunned that somebody actually cared to see what I was going to do. I had the pocket knife in hand my wrist and thighs had open wounds. "Why are you doing this?!" He hissed at me and ran to me grabbing his PE clothes from his backpack and wrapping them around the cuts. "Because Im unwanted, I cant take this anymore!" I started sobbing uncontrollably who was this kid. "Dont say that, I care youre wanted. Darling, you'll be okay."
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