Zero

Zero. He won't leave me alone. He's just...here. I need to get rid of him. He won't leave....he says he wants people to know he's here...but he just won't leave. I can't tell anyone that will try to get rid of him. He sings, sometimes. He doesn't have a very nice voice, to be honest. He just says "Pretty pretty red blood, dripping out the cut," in a tune over and over. He makes me want to draw a rose and take it out of the paper so I can stab myself with the thorns. When I was 8, he made me draw unicorns with blood covering their horns while everyone else was doodling flowers and smiles. Zero says he loves me, so I kind of don't want him to leave. Sometimes he cuddles with me when I feel lonely, or kisses my forehead when I'm scared. After I cut, he kisses them, making little shocks go down my arm. I'm in 8th grade now, and Zero has never left my side. I'm Ryan Sterrol. Here's the reasons I'm dead.