Chapter 1
Crimson,
the color that runs through our veins. Sharp, the blade that cuts
our skin. The rush of the endorphins running through my veins,
one cut, two cuts...when does it end? You may ask yourself, what
kind of sick masochistic person would intentionally harm
themselves. Me. My name is Luna, I'm only 16 but I know more
about people than my clueless hairbrained mother, case and point,
my biological father told my mother he would be there by her side
for the rest of their lives. Where is he now? I have no
idea. Probably off telling another foolish pregnant woman the
same thing he told my mom. Little does she know I use a
blade my step dad gave me to take care of an ingrown toenail to
pierce my skin and cut...not deep enough to die, but deep enough
to feel the sharp pain. She spends almost every moment she's
awake working, whether she's on her blackberry texting her
office, or checking her email, work is never gone. Don't even get
me started on my step dad, he is the devil in disguise... Does my
mom believe me that he screams at me for no reason at all?
No.
At school, I am the outcast. The "emo" girl...I have
one friend, without her i'd be 10 feet under the ground in a
casket with my throat slit open. Her name is Zoei, she
doesn't know about the cutting... If she did, she might kill
me herself. Nobody but me and the blade know of the deadly dance
I do. Nobody cares that i'm slowly disappearing into my own
misery...
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herecomesthesunshine · 1 decade ago
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thank you :) this chapter took me so long to write...i will write the next chapterr :)