Break time.
Chapter1# - Its over♥
"I cant do this anymore!" I screamed as I ran to my hell hole of a room!
no-ones in, its my chance! I can make it stop... make it all stop, make the bullying stop and all the abuse.. I quickly locked the door and put my sterio on full blast, playing Taylor Swift to dround out the sincere sounds of sobbing that I was making.
I was sat on the corner to the wall.. in the dark.. all alone, abandond thinking about what had happend through the day ...
I need this to stop... I want it to end..
I moved into the corner of the middle of the room and rolled up my sleeves.. only to see not to my suprise the horrible white scars all down my arms from past cutting... I was searching for a while till I finally found a spot to cut into, I looked down lifted onto my pale skinned arms..
"Common Sophie" I yelled to myself getting frustrated! You can do this! you dont have to live like this anymore.... I placed the razor blade against my skin and got ready to see the blood pouring out of my veins... but I wanted to see just what they were saying, as I turned on my phone my screen saver came on... and I saw my family, my mum, dad, and my three little sisters.. and as my eyes filled up with a sencere amount of tears, i knew i couldent do it!
What will it do to my family?
What if i die?
what would my family do?
what if i survived and the bullying got worse?
what would my mum do?
everyone would blame theirselves?
what if- A flood of tears gushed down my ashen pale cheeks staining the carpet as I thought of all thease things that I would put my family through!
They'd be fine! I got the razor blade again and placed it on my arm .. 3.... 2... 1-All of a sudden their was a piercingly, deafening loud bang!
I rapidly shot up, and put the suicide note with the razor blade under my pillow and i rushed up to my music player and turned it right down, and stepped up to the door and opened it...
And saw a Very familiar face
" Hey honey, said mum bustling in, I called you when I got back, but you dident reply so I came upstairs to find you haha, hows your day being?" asked mum
"fine thanks, you?" i answerd obediantley
"bad. Very bad. mind you! working is. bad and boring thats what id sa- whats that?" mum asked stopping in mid sentence.
she walked up to my pillow, and their next to it was the razor blade and the suicide letter...
oh no!...
I'm in trouble..
Yes I wrote this on my other account, but I wanted to carry it on,
(ye thanks for reading, and well i hope you like it.:)