Saturday, 10 March 2007
07:59:45 PM (GMT)
I was alone again.
My carpool just dropped me off from school and i was home,home all alone.I thought
about things,a lot of things,all my little tragidies.I started to cry.I went into the
bathroom and got a sharp bottle,and i cut,hard.I cried some more,finally blood
dripped from my arm.Too deep.
"Crap!"I screamed.Oh well.,I thought.
There was a knock at the door,I wiped my tears and went to open the door.Miranda
and Cathy,my neighbors,a few years younger wanted to see if i could come out.I said
So i went back to the bathroom and washed the cut.
I was lucky and missed the vain on my wrist.
The next day at school,Alisa,Erica,Kaitlyn,and Samantha asked what happened to my
arm,i said,"Oh,that.Well,I was,um,my cat got mad at me and scratched me and so
yeah...."I smiled and they went for it.
It was a pretty long cut,maybe about three inches.
All day i looked at it at different times and people asked me what happened.I just
said,"My cat's not a people kitty."Then a kid in the grade above me saw it.He had
scars on his arm too.
"My name's Dylan,"he introduced himself,"I see you cut yourself too."