Annie May: 1DFF

Annie May is your typical girl. 16, Self concious, fun, very pretty, and music-obsessed. She isn't perfect however, and she understands this all too well. Well, that's until she meets five boys that are going to change her life, forever.

No major mature scenes, but triggering events may occur. You have been warned!


4. Paint the stall red.

I pulled my stationery sets out of my bag and picked up the pencil sharpener. I threw it onto the ground and stepped on it causing it to smash into tiny little bits of plastic, and picked up the tiny little blade, the only little blade I could get a hold of in here. Without hesitation, I dragged the blade across my wrist and watched as my skin ripped apart and revealed a pool of blood that was soon enough trickling down my arm. I done it again, and again, and again, until it looked like my skin had just been ripped off, and all that was there was flesh, but in reality, there was still skin there. Tattered, shredded skin. I was crying, feeling 2x as worthless as usual, and screaming, to get rid of the anger that hadn't already been destroyed by my blade. His POV* Crying. I'm hearing crying. Its coming from the girls bathroom. I peek through the door only to see blood rushing down the tiled floor. I knock on the stall door. 'What who is it? What do you want, go away, please' she whimpered. 'I'm here to help, please open the door.' I said. 'I..I can't' she said. This poor poor girl, she was so fragile, so helpless. I kicked down the door. There she was, bloody, teary, and pale. 'I'm sorry love, for storming in. Now give me that arm beautiful. Don't be scared. My name is..'



AN* Ooooooh who is it;) hope your enjoying it! It was a bit longer so yay! Ill try to do more like this! Comment wo you think it is! I'm having loads of fun writing this! Thanks for all the feedback so far<3 -rhi.

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