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A Stupid Girl
© Kat
The first time I cut. My history teacher had called my parents about something I did. Something I did that was
wrong, like always. Since she is an adult and I'm only a dumb kid, my parents took her side. I had always been
depressed. This was the straw that broke the camel's back. I saw a broken candleholder on my desk. I cut my arm a
couple times. I loved it.
The next day, the teacher saw it. I told her it was my cat that did it. That's my favourite excuse. But now
people would never believe that.
Now i cut deeper. I escalated to using razorblades. I don't even clean them. I don't care. I cut so deep that i
need stitches.
I go to a day treatment program. Things are going good. But when I go back to school, it will all go to hell. A
couple weeks ago I was hospitalised. I hated it there and I was determined never to cut again. I haven't cut for
11 days. A very long time for me... But i don't think i will make it.
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