I lay in bed, the ceiling looming ever closer.1
Im trapped.2
There is a sensation that runs up my body, like a thousand men's hands.3
I scream but no one answers.4
In a desperate attempt to evade the feeling that rises at the rememberance of the touches i tear at my body with a knife. To see the ugliness under the skin. "Please stop!"5
I cry but no one answers.6
I am ugly and alone, no one will ever want me.7
I make another slice, cutting through flesh as easily as butter.8
I deserved it, it's all my fault.9
Another slice.10
I die inside and no one saves me.
Author notes
If not obvious, the girl has an addiction to cutting
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- Addiction problems. by try2changeme.
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Comments
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Oh. whoa. That was great. That was simple, but had description. It was short, but it had emotions. I thought it was really good... congrats
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It's truly saddens me that this is very real, and that people really think this way. If you have no one to live for, live for yourself. Just to see what the future brings, to experience things. Splendid write. "I cry, but no one answers. I am ugly and alone, no one will ever want me. I make another slice, cutting through flesh as easily as butter. I deserved it, it's all my fault." That line was particularly depressing.
You portrayed the mind and emotions well.



