sitting on the edge of my bed i looked at my wall..the photos on it. Not of me and my friends...i dont have any. But of me and my beautiful sister. I love her so much. I owe her so much. My mum loves her so much more than she loves me. She makes that prefectly clear to me. But my sister she's always there for me. Canciling plans just to give me a hug...theres one secret i havent told my sister. I dont fit in. My mum hates me (my sister lives in her own flat with her boyfriend) my mum leaves me for ages. comes back late. i get scared. worried. i self harm
the memorys come flooding back as i looked at the photos. Tears running down my face so hard. so much. shes the only thing there. my hearts beats faster. i scream. no one comes to me. my mum yells for me to shut up. im over whelming. the pen. the paper. the razor. the cut. the deepness. the numbness. the blood. oh god the blood. stop..STOP bleeding. oh no..blackness....empty
the older sister runs up stairs. and barges open her little sisters door. "MUM MUM!!" she drops to her knees. holding her sisters head to her chest. beggin for the dream to be over. but its real life..
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