If Lies Could Speak The Truth Then You'd Know Me

I stand in front of the mirror looking at all my imperfections. I stare until I can't bare it anymore. I turn my back and step into the shower letting the hot spray wash over me I grab a blade and I slash and slash before stepping out and looking myself over in the mirror once more. I dry my hair and pull on my clothes. My father isn't home so I don't have to worry right now. I grab my stuff and leave the house. I'm only twelve.

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:p <3