Why

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A/N hey guys this one is short and kind of a really sensitive part and it involves self harm so if your really sensitive about that please be cautious but anyway be safe while reading!! Btw it gets really graphic

Camille's POV
Why am I here? I know that if I try to end it no one will stop me my family hates me no one knows me. I should just leave before I even get started with this. No one takes the time to get to know me I'm just the emo chick that no one hangs out with. I'm all by myself. I'm pretty sure that if i left no one will notice.

No one cares about me they don't even know I exist. I just wish everything would be over already. I'm just the one person no one likes. I go to my tv stand and pick up my little contraption that I made out of two pencil sharpener blades, two popsicle sticks and hot glue. I go back to my bed thinking "what if this is the end?" I slowly Pierce my flesh lightly till there's a little bit on blood streaming down my arm then I start to dig the blade in deeper while I'm crying quietly so that my parents won't here me since there in the room next to mine and it's not like there going to here or care to even come in my room. I take the blade out of my arm and place it on the night stand. Then go to the bathroom and look in the mirror " I look like shit, damn that hurts that's a lot of blood" I grab the bandaids and the gause and I start to wrap up my arm. When I'm done wrapping my arm and pulling down my sleeve and cleaning up the blood from on the sink my sister comes around the corner announcing like it's the new and surprising thing but it's really not because she does it all the time and she says " ohh she's in the bathroom again why don't we give her a medal or a world record for being in the bathroom the longest" I reply with "shut the fuck up no one needs you stupid ass your comments" now thinking about it I remembered I look like utter shit but she comes back with " oh she finally speaks no one thought Camille would ever do that" I push past her and run to my room and slam the door behind me I lay on my bed sobbing myself to sleep I can't even remember the time that I fell asleep at but when I got to sleep I just remember this voice in my head saying "give up they won't need you anymore you aren't good enough to even be happy or on this planet for that matter so just give up they won't remember you anyway they don't care about you so just end it" I will never forget those words for the life of me...

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