School has ended and Aspen and Rae walk to Rae's house.
It has been silent for most of the walk home when Aspen says.
"So,what happened Rae."
"It's really nothing I just had a rough night."
"Okay, so what's on your forearm?"
"Some people have coping methods. Some good, some bad but they all help for the time being. Mine is a bad one, it allows me to destruct myself, and relieve myself at the same time, and it's not the cleanest of methods."
"What are you talking about, not the cleanest of methods. you're making no sense what did you do?!"
"Well....wanna see?"
Aspen nods and Rae pulls up her sleeve
"OMGOSH!!! What have you done!!!!"
"Told you it wasn't the best coping method...."
".....Just tell me why."
"I don't even know anymore, I just rather feel physical pain than emotional, with each blood droplet that leaves me the pain in my chest and head goes away.....then I'm numb and it feels so much better that way,nothing anyone can say or do can hurt me and if it does then...well... I know how to get rid of it."
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Her Story
Teen FictionA mixed drink if one part tragedy 3 parts pain Rae is a girl who faces many difficulties from her mother to the one she thought she could trust but not everything is always what it seems
