• Sitting on my bed, with the lights on,and it's only 12am in the morning. All i hear is the yelling, swearing,and stomping from my parents.
    "All you do is lie to me! well you can go f*ck yourself-"
    " You are the one lying!!!! saying that you found a job and that'll help will all the problems!!!"
    My family has been having problems with money for the past few months ever since Dad lost his job when he got drunk and missed 5 weeks of work.
    Mom has a job but the money is not much. At times like this i need a friend, well i have no friends because im really the fun type or cool. Infact im quiet and shy.
    SMACK!!!! Then came the Bang!!! Dad just slapped mom and now she's on the ground wondering how did it come too this?
    Those sounds just triggered my hunger. Not hungry for food but for my favourite addiction.

    I quickly rush over to my closet. I reach around at the top for my heart shaped box. Then i feel the worn out edge of a box- that's the one. I open it up, pour out all of the old worned out jewlary and ruffeled paper. At the bottom i see a shiny silver object, pull it out,and run my finger over the smooth sharp edge. My heart races, what im about to do is burning my mind,and i am wondering should i do this.

    I place the razor blade againest my skin, i place it hard, then slowly i watch myself move on it's own,and the rest was like a camera.
    CLICK CLICK CLICK
    a thick line of red trickles down my wrist,
    CLICK CLICK CLICK
    the red beads drips to the floor,
    CLICK CLICK CLICK
    now i am satisfied.
    It plays in my head like fire, but i don't care it still felt good,and now i don't know what to do. I cover it up with a bandage, i walk silently back to my bed,and lay down. Everything clears out of my mind and i wait for time to cut myself again