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Depressed, but in love

Novel By: sillygirl13
Romance



Emery is a 17 year old, suicidal girl who cuts herself. She finds herself having a hard time trying to live her life and one big, decides to try and end it, but her beats friend, Calvin comes just in time and rescues her. She is later sent to a hospital to be cured and meets new people. After she gets out of the hospital, she and Calvin begin to hit new heights... View table of contents...


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Submitted:Mar 23, 2013    Reads: 22    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Chapter 1

Emery paced anxiously, back and forth in her bathroom. She had her hand's gripping her hair and her breath started to quicken. It was 8:00 PM. Emery was all alone in her house with no-one to save her from herself, and now.....the monster inside her will release. Warm tear's started to escape her eye's and go down her bright tan cheek's. She stopped pacing and turned her head and saw a beaming pair of silver colored scissors at the edge of the counter. She dropped her hands and grabbed the pair of scissor's off the counter. She placed her right arm out in front of her and took a look at her arm. Her wet eye's were piercing into her skin as she took the pair of scissor's and slashed her skin, leaving a deep scar on her skin. The scar was so deep that the muscle tissue under her skin showed and then the blood flowed up and beaded into a line and pour out onto her skin. Emery's left tear dripped down her cheek to her chin and dropped onto to her bloody scar.

Emery's anger and anxiety got worse in second's and she slashed a few more scar's under the one she previously made. More tear's poured down her cheek's and she remembered all those word's they've said to her; Your so ugly, no-ones ever going to like you. Your so stupid. Your such a waste of space. Go die, bitch. She gripped the scissors more into her hand and slit a long scar across her both of her wrists. The blood from inside the cuts she made poured down her wrists like a water fountain. She dropped the scissors onto the floor and sat down in the small corner with her knees bent up to her chin and wrapped her arms around her knee's. The voice's from inside her head were roaring loudly as she started to cry more and whimper. Emery was alone. Desperate. Broken. She Need's someone.....and now.





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