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Sally - 3/29/16

Sally - 3/29/16

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Poetry
I feel like I'm Sally from the movie "Tim Burton: The Nightmare Before Christmas" because when I fuck up I fall down and break apart. So I HAVE TO sew myself back together and if not people will really see who I am and I don't want that. And so I start sewing myself together and I stab my arm, my leg, ankle, and etc. And due to that you can see my scars. I feel don't the needle penetrating through my skin anymore because now I use to fucking up and sewing myself back together with a sharp pointed needle i don't take inconsideration if I'm happy, sad, or even tired of fucking up myself and once so perfect skin my whole body is numb. "Oh shit I hear people's footsteps!" "Oh... What was that!?" I look down and see the needle in my finger "Why did I feel that?" "You know I'm gonna stop sewing myself because I don't get a fuck what people think of me" A long pause "yes I do!!" I rapidly start to sew myself back together. And i get up clean the blood and carry on with my day until i fuck up again.
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"She's right! She's right! I don't cut in the right spot." My hold tightens on my wrist. The red blood oozes out of my wrist. I slide up and grab my bag and run out of the bathroom. I don't care if people can see the blood I just want to get out. I race for the doors and shove through people. I earn a lot of glares and glances that read "weirdo." I ignore and push. I run to my house and lock myself in my bathroom. I don't bother closing the front door cause I don't care if people come in to kill me. I grab my razor and cut deep cuts into my arm and wrists falling into a pool of my own blood. • • • Evangeline has a great life. Friends? Check! Good grades? Check! Loving family? Check! But what if she has secrets that nobody knows of? What if the only thing she can trust is her secret diary? What if slowly but surly she's dying inside? How can an innocent twelve year old deal with these problems? Will she keep on facing these problem till the day she breaks. Her school burns down forcing her into a different school to meet different people and she has to fit into a different lifestyle as well. Meet Evangeline. Now at 17 years of age in a new high school. Not all girls anymore. No uniform. Meet Drake. Your classic bad-boy. He just moved to Saint Abigail high school. He is assigned partners with the quiet, calm, unnoticed Evangeline. As time progresses he finds that she isn't as happy on the inside as she is on the outside. Can he save her? Or is it too late? • • • Some rude language. Depression and cutting. Don't say I didn't warn you. Okay, I wrote this at the start of this year (may 2016) and I had very poor writing skills. This book hasn't been edited and the whole idea is cliche so I wouldn't recommend you read it but I'm not stopping you, either. Read at your own risk. • • • Copyright © 2017 by -moonlust. All rights reserved.

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