• If you were to look at me what would you think of? "Oh, she is so perfect!" is what the all say. They don't even know me. If they could see what was on the inside, they would know that I am far from perfect, but nobody ever looks that deep. crying
    I get up in the morning. I find my mother passed out on the couch, again. She had been out drinking last night, again. My father, he died 2 years ago. I told everyone that he and my mom got a divorce and he moved away. They believed me. I get dress, something with long sleeves or a jacket. That is to hide my arms. To hide the scars. I cut myself several times last night. It hurt so bad gonk crying . I go to school and nobody ever notices my hazy glare. They never ask to come over. I awlays go over there. They can never see my real life. The would know that I am not........

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