"Don't you understand?"
"I do! But I just don't understand why you do it to
yourself," my friend explained.
I hung up the phone, I didn't feel like talking to anyone at
the moment. I picked up my blade and headed to the shower. The
water spilled out of the spout, and I lifted the plug with my
I stood in the shower, and put the blade down on the shelf next
to me. The water was tapping my back, ever so gentally. Then it
got harder, and soon enough it was hitting my back where the belt
marks were left. I took the blade and slid it across my wrist.
This time, I cut the main vain in my arm. It only took three cuts
and the blood was all over my wrist, dripping down the drain. It
was amazing, there was this big rush going through my
body. Cutting just made me feel so alive, but no one gets it.
I got out of the shower, and the blood is still pooring from my
wrist. I see I got a new text message, from Hunter. It said
"Uggh, can't believe it's only two more days! Then
you're gone!! ):" I replied "Ew, don't even
remind me. I don't want to move at all. Gunna miss you
lots!<3" My hand was so shakey, I couldn't even text
without using all of my might. Blood dripped onto my phone; I
wiped it off with a towel, then tied it around my wrist. I saw
the blood wasn't stopping, not even slowing down a bit. This
time, i actually got scared. Most of the time I'm usually
like "Oh forget life," or "Ahh, I could care
less." But this time, I feel too young to die. A 12 year
old, dying of cutting her main vain?
It's my first story
guys! Tell me what you think or what I should improve on!(: