I switched of my light took out my phone for light.
I open my drawer and started looking for my friend, it was calling me.
When i found it, I took it out, lay down on the floor and start talking to it.
"You can help me right, you can hep me release my sadness right. You can right? Help me ok"
and there's this other side, the one which is trying to get out from this fucking mess, was whatsapp-ing one my friends.
It was a battle between me and the killer.
I lay there, playing with the blade not knowing what to do.
She's was trying to help me, she did her very best and I remembered what I said everyone, "Why hurt yourself if the scars just reminds you of everything that happen..
but the killer got hold of me...the killer made me remember something... a youtuber said something about cutting that I won't forget...
So I placed it on my skin...drag it.
Then my father came in, I quickly covered the blade with my hands. Im actuallyy kinda of thankful he did because if I didn't, I would have continue...
and Daddy, I didn't mean to ask you to go away. I was just upset, I don't want you to see this side part of me.
When he picked up the blade, luckily he didn't know...but i think he suspected.
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