I turn my alarm off and the bleeping finally stop. I get up and go over to the window, the sky is pinks, reds, and oranges. I smile and say to myself " new dawn new day, ". By 6:45 I'm ready to leave, I know I said I needed to change but I like my look. I walk down stairs chuck my sharpener blade down the sink but instantly regret it. In the hospital I got away with it, they said the people who put me in the hospital wanted to make it look like suicide but they failed. My arm stings from last night before bed, I was so pissed I literally punched the wall, did that to myself and then cracked the mirror when I head butted it. This all happened last night because my parents still don't want me to be Charles. My mum is fucking raging towards me because last night I told her to go jump in front of a bus and I also punched my dad in the chest and winded him. I leave the house still regretting throwing my blade away. I meet AJ at the bus stop, she has her kit. "shit!!! my wrist we have PE people will see my changing room is Melissa's one!!" AJ stares at me "you fucking idiot, try and hide it, at least PE is first, they'll forget about it,"
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Age Is Just A Number
RomanceAmber 'loves' an older boy, Charles, he was only older by just under two year but they loved each other and only thing on the way was family...but when she is forced to break up with him she realizes the love meant nothing and as she is accepted int...
