"What are those on you're wrist?" They asked.
"Just cat scratches." I answered.
The only thing is that,
They don't understand,
Cats don't leave perfectly straight lines up and down you're wrist.
*Grabs knife and sets suicide note on the counter.*
"Finally, I have gathered the courage to do this."
*Takes deep breath and kills self*
*Wakes Up*
"Dammit, every time."