A door, snapping shut behind me. His hand, pressing my fingers around a knife. His breath against my cheek, against my ear.
"You will cut to keep silent. You will cut to forget. And if you tell, you will cut to kill yourself."
YOU ARE READING
⚠️Scars by Cheryl Rainfield (All flashbacks)⚠️
Non-Fiction⚠️ i read this for a book report and i'm not sure why but i wrote down all the flashbacks and now imma put them here...idk why but yeah :) *entire thing is a trigger warning* ⚠️
