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ok hi guys my names katie im 14 i live in a small town full of shitty people and all of my stories before this have been shitty so youve been warned,

(In story now) I woke up in my bed, and looked at the time on my phone. "SHIT IM LATE FOR SCHOOL" It was currently 6:45 and my school starts at 6:30 and i have like no clothes on. I threw on a simple sweatshirt and jeans making sure i had everything. I asked my mom if she'd drive me to school.
"Why didnt you wake up on time! Its a simple thing to do and you couldn't do it right now i have to waste damn gas on your lazy ass!"
Damn, shes in a bad mood, not anything new though, her and my step dad have been fighting and are getting a divorce. I got in the car with my mom and it was silent for a solid 3 minutes until she said something
"Talor"
"Yes, mother?"
"What are those things on your wrist?"
I thought to myself, fuck my sleeves pulled up
"What do they look like mom?" i said in a quite harsh tone
"Why would you do that to yourself? Is it the divorce? I knew it that half ass i used to call a husband-"
"MOM, DOG!"
She was so focused on me a dog ran out in front of the car and she stopped the breaks and barely missed the dog. It had no collar and was an adorable pit bull puppy.
I got out of the car without permission and grabbed the puppy and went back in the car.
"Im not going to school first periods already over theres no point"
Somehow she let me stay home and let me take the puppy home with me. We already had a full grown pitbull, who was a girl she will just be this puppies little mom.

We got home but my mom just brought back up my wrists as i got a small bowl of food and water for the puppy who were gonna have to name later.
"Soo, you never answered my question Talor. Why do you do that to yourself?" she said it with emotion in her voice like she doesnt notice all of my depression episodes, when im more quiet than other times, or the fact i havent worn short sleeves since 6th grade and im in 8th now.
"Because mom. I dont want to talk about it. Not now." great, she put me in a bad mood. I went to the fridge to make a sandwich and i heard my mom on the phone in the other room.
"Yes. No she doesn't wanna talk about it. She wont give me any answers, i just don't know what im doing wrong. Come home please or are you with your new hoe ass girlfriend?" she started to sound angry now. My step dad had gotten a new girlfriend while they were going through this divorce and my mom keeps bringing it up to him. I dont know what she ever saw in him hes a fatass, hypocritical, bastard that eats every bit of food in the house when we have it. Oh great. Now shes crying. She ended the phone call and walked out. I went back to making my sandwich like i had been doing, realizing im not even hungry anymore. I dont have the appetite i used to have. I used to wanna eat everything but lately ive been not eating. The sandwich was made but i just split it in half and gave it to my now two dogs instead of one.

I went into my room and closed the door and turned on my PlayStation to play some music. It was 8 in the morning now and i was already tired again. I turned on some music and just sat there hoping my mom would be going to work soon so i could do some things. About a year ago i wouldve never thought id be the person i am now. Now when no one is home i have guys over to.. Ya know. And yes im 14 and i do these things. Sometimes i call my friend over so she can bring some weed and we can smoke. Or if im just depressed im able to blast music and dance around with no one judging me, or sometimes, most of the time, ill cut myself. I never imagined my mom finding out i cut myself. I have my own reasons for cutting that no one needs to know. And it's a monday so i still have to go to school tomorrow. At school i dont have the best reputation. Literally no guys like me and the ones that do are the ones i dont like. The only boy i like thinks we are just friends. I heard my mom leave and start the car and drive away. Finally. I went to the bathroom with my box of cutting supplies.







Okay i know this chapter wasnt really that exciting or anything but it was a starter chapter i dont even know if any one is going to read it but if you do tell me what you think!

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