Death of an Angel- Part 21
That was the first time I cut
myself.
As soon as the elevator clicked open, I ran inside, straight to the
bathroom, and locked the door. Lucky for me, no one was home.
Trembling, I found my razor in the cabinet underneath the sink. I
grazed my wrist with it, and finally found the courage.
Before I knew it, my tears were mixing with blood as they dropped
to the floor.
I looked down. It was about an inch and a half, going vertically up
my wrist. If anybody asked, I fell on a rock on the way home from
running too fast. It could work. Nicole, Tisha, and Madisyn
couldn't see me most of the time, so they couldn't
disagree.
Besides, it would get cold soon and I could cover it easily. The
bleeding had stopped, and it didn't hurt anymore. In fact...it
almost felt good. It was a new way for me to get the pain out.
I wasn't angry anymore, not with Madisyn, or Tisha, or Nicole.
I calmy put my razor away and found some paper towels to mop up the
blood. I finished off with a nice big band-aid covering my
wrist.
It was the first time I'd ever hurt myself intentionally. But
it wouldn't be the last.
Death of an Angel- Part 21 That was the first time I cut myself.
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Sep 21, 2010 6:40am
soccer1525 · 1 decade ago
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please keep writing.