Paper House
Prologue
The Emo, they call me.
I turn to my name.
They play with my feelings
Like its a game.
My name is Raine. Awesome name right? On top of getting made fun of for being 'emo' and wearing mostly dark clothes- a name like Raine does not help at all. Emo is a harsh word in my opinion, but I understand their reasoning i guess. I cut myself, I've tried to stop but i can't. It is addicting. It is my life...aside from drawing and writing depressing poems too. I have but two friends, Cinder and Blake. They are always there. We have been the 'outcasts' together since we were little, smushed up, forced to be friends. We have learned to live with it. We have actually become good friends. Cinder is short with dark, black hair. She loves to draw and she, too, cuts herself. Blake is taller than Cinder and I. He has dark black hair and deep, blue eyes. Blake seems to understand my problems, or maybe he just cares more, than Cinder. He has always been there for me. I'm starting to see him more than just a friend, but like I said, I only have two real friends, and I don't want to ruin my friendship with Blake over a stupid crush...