Alive but not living

Aubrey walked across the shiny wood floor at holister trying to decide what top to get even though she would feel fat in both of them. Once she decided, she walked over to the register. She looked up and noticed the hottest guy she had ever seen, too bad he was way out of her league.

As she was walking out of the store she noticed a older guy staring at her legs. Aubrey looked down and realised that her cuts were showing. She quickly pulled down her shorts and started walking away.

She quickly slid into her car and drive away feeling quite sick. Thoughts over-whelmed her head. "What if someone from school saw them".

She pulled in the drive way preparing herself for what lies ahead. She knew that she had to cut, today was going to be the day. Aubrey was clean for two weeks, it was extremely hard. She couldn't take it any longer.

She ran upstairs into her room and grabbed the box from under her bed, she pulled out a small but sharp razor and went into the bathroom. She slowly slid the razor across her Wrist. Instead of it being painful, like it would to most people, it felt perfect. She did this for about an hour. She then walked into her room at laid down looking at her bandaged up, mangled arm.

She soon started to daze off. Aubrey was suddenly awoken by the sound of her phone getting a text message. It said......

" just go and kill yourself already''

She started crying, she didn't know who it was from, she knew that she should be used to this by now cause people said this to her every day, but it didn't ease the pain at all.

She ran into the bathroom and burst out crying on the cold tile floor. She couldn't take it anymore. She opened up the cabinet and found some pills. She laid on the floor crying knowing it would be her last cry she ever had. She slowly drifted to sleep.