I had just woken up in my room and I realize it's Monday. Great just great. Today I have to start thinking about the decision. I have an issue with cutting and every time I try to stop I always relapse . My boyfriend Alex wants me to get help. I don't feel I need help. He doesn't like the fact that I cut myself. I've been doing it since I was 11 years old. Alex is a sweet, caring boy who wears band t-shirts, skinny jeans, converse and band bracelets. He really seems to care about me. He's giving me till Wednesday to get help or he's telling my parents. He said he can't stand to see me hurt myself anymore. I look at my iPhone and see the time. It's 6:29, crap I need to get ready. I find my outfit that I had just picked out the night before and put it on. I pull out my curling iron and plug it in. It takes 6 minutes to heat up so I decide to do my make-up. I grab my eyelash curler and curl my left eyelashes then put on my Butterfly Effect mascara then I do the same to my right eye. I curl only the ends of my hair due to short time. I turn it off and put it away quickly. I grabbed my bookbag, keys and my iPhone and headed out the door.
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Decisions Kill You
Teen Fiction16 year old DeeDee Brent has to make a decision by Wednesday to get help or her boyfriend Alex will tell her parents about her little problem. What will she chose?
