She put down the knife

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic

Please excuse any spelling mistakes. I know they're there. I was half blind by tears when I wrote this, so just leave me alone about it.

She grabbed the razor, prepared to make another cut. The thoughts of him running through her head. She held the blade down on her arm, prepared to drag it across, prepared for the next shoc of pain. But it never came. She looked down to find the blade across the room, only to realize she had been the one to throw it. She didn't want to do this anymore, She didn't want to harm herself. He wasn't worth extra scars. She sat down on the cold tile floor, bringing her knees to her chest. The sobs came and she made no attempt to stop them. She didn't care who found out anymore. For once since ths entire thing started, she wanted help. She called the one person who would always be there for her, her voice thick with tears as she waited and waited. No answer. She threw the phone, shattering it against the wall. The frst guy to be able to make her feel love again, was gone. Who was she supposed to believe in now? With no other choice she picked up a pen. She began writing and couldn't stop. She wrote about her life, how hard it had been. How she realized others had it harder. How she only ever tried to apprecate what she had. Then the words of heartbreak spilled out on the page, how could he have done ths to her? Why had he done it? What had she done wrong? The last one was a stupid question, of course she knew. She was ugly, socially awkward, never really much of a social person.  She had done everything wrong. Why couldn't she be as good as the others? She was tired of having to pity herself. She threw down the pen, screamng n frustration as her heart ripped in two. She collapsed on the ground letting the sobs take over her. She was so tired of falling again and again only to find out they weren't willing to catch her. She was done. She was going to show the world what she was made of, starting as soon as she got a grip on her emotions. 


Submitted: January 24, 2012

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individualstar

true confessions? I hope everything's okay.. :/ and I'm here if you need a chat :) also, I think that the piece is pretty good - it gets the point across so that people who haven't been in that situation could understand too :)

Tue, January 24th, 2012 4:53pm

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Yeah, everything's fine. Thanks though :)

Thu, January 26th, 2012 5:04pm

Liani

I completly get it. If this is about you then I'm so very sorry that you had to go through that. I hope you're doing okay now and know that I can relate, so if you want to talk, I'm here.

Thu, January 26th, 2012 1:30pm

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Thank you. It is, but it's completely fine.

Thu, January 26th, 2012 5:05pm

Sweetem56

Do you mind if I use this in my oritorical speech???

Thu, February 9th, 2012 10:23pm

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Not at all! I'm flattered you want to use it :)

Thu, February 9th, 2012 10:09pm

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