I wanted to say that CUTTING ISNT GOOD! I personally used to cut. I know that it doesn't help ANY of your problems. It makes it worse. I will say this, I used to think no one cared about me, but when a cop showed up to my door and made me show my wrists to my dad, my dad started to cry. IT IS NOT HEALTHY AND I WILL NOT GET INTO DEPTH WITH THAT! Listen to Elastic Heart while reading this. Okay, bye now! 🍟💋

I couldn't help but lay on my bathroom floor and bawl my eyes out. I was done with getting slapped around like a price of shit. Bullies pick on me, my parents pick on me. I feel so, worthless. My boyfriend, Shawn, I think he's either A, cheating on me or B, Planning on breaking up with me soon.

I lay there, unable to move. My eyes pouring tears out. My cheeks, flushed red. I look up at my bathroom drawer. I stare for a while. 10 months clean. I repeated it in my head for a while. It's not worth it anymore. I hear a voice say. I get up and walk to the drawer.

I search the drawer for my razor blades that I'd kept. I pulled one out that looked shiny and brand new. I lay back down on the floor. I start to bawl again. I heard my phone buzz from my bathroom counter. I check it. It was Shawn. Probably his break up message.

"THIS IS FOR ALL OF YOU! I HOPW YOU ARE HAPPY!" I scream. I rip my flesh open. I look down as the pain grew with a aching sting. I could see how deep I went. But I went way too deep. I start to scream. The light got darker.

Suddenly, I wake up. I see a tunnel. I'm somewhere dark. I couldn't see. But then, a light shines bright. I stand up. I start to walk towards it. I look down. My wrist looked nice and plump. I looked, living. I continued walking towards the light. It was the only way out. I looked down again. My skin started to fade. I saw a cut. I looked at my body, I was wearing a hospital gown. I scream.

"WHERE THE HELL AM I?" I scream. I fall back on the floor. I felt tears roll down my cheeks.

"(Y/N) IM SO SORRY FOR WHATEVER I DID! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!" I heard someone yell. It sounded like Shawn. I look around.

"I LOVE YOU! PLEASE! WAKE UP!" I hear it again except, it was right next to me. Wake up? But I am awake. I then realized what was going on. I was dying. I stand up. I run towards the light.

"FUCK YOU! FUCK THE WORLD! It's my time." I say. I continue to run when I he's guitar play and Echo all over the place. I start to cry. I didn't know where to go. I didn't know what to do. He really loves me. Where am I suppose to go? What should I do?

What shall you do? Comment! Baii! 🍟💋