Escape

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When I finally arrived home I was panicky. I ran upstairs and lept on my bed. The tears erupting from my eyes, I buried my face in the soft pillow.

After half an hour of intense crying I stumbled from my bed and into the bathroom. I rummaged through until to my delight I found a disposable razor. I dropped it on the floor and stood on it to free the blade. I picked up the sharp metal and got into the bath. I ran the water. It was warm and refreshing but my mind wasn't straight. When the bath was full I turned off the tap and I lay in the bath. I picked up the blade and ran it across my thighs. I brought it up to my wrists pressing as hard as I could until I felt weak and lightheaded. I dropped the razor and closed my eyes.

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