C o n f e s s i o n # 7
I've been putting off this confession for a while.
I was thinking about how to write it Let's get it over with, this isn't going to be prefect. Okay, On Friday November 4, 2011 this happend:
"Mom can I go over Stacey's? "
"Yeah , What time are you going to be home?"
"I thought I was sleeping there too..."
"Okay, well why don't you and Stacey just stay here? "
"Because she thinks you are mean." *just being honest.*
*mom grabs by phone, and i go to my room*
After about 10 mins, she came in my room. "I went through your phone, I don't like what I've seen." I knew she was talking about all the messsages about cutting and beingstrong I had locked. I ran down stairs and locked myself in the bathroom. After about an hour of being screamed at through the door, I came out and her boyfriend picked me up and put me in the car, she took me to a care center or something like that. & They tried to make me talk about it, I said nothing to them. They kept trying to see my wrist so I just showed them.
"Is that the only place you cut?"
'....Yeah." I lied. My thighs are the only thing I'll every cut now.
When I got home I started walking up to my room as I heard her boyfriend say "Yep, I hate her. All she is , is trouble." I turned around to see my mom shaking her head in agreemet. Guess what guys, I hate you too.
ForgetWhatTheyThink