First chapter!!! Can I get a wooohoooo!!!
(Keep in mind this is my first story so in sorry if it's not great)
P.s. Sorry about any grammar or spelling errors...
*beep beep* Maybe if I ignore it, it will go away... *beep beep beep beep* please please please stop making that noise... *beep beep beep beep* "Alright alright I'm up!!!!* I yell at my alarm clock only to realize it's Saturday. "Ughhh great". Well there's no chance of me falling back to sleep so I might as well get up. I walk to the bathroom and turn the shower on. As soon as it's warm enough I step in. I wash my deep red hair with my strawberry shampoo. When I'm done I step out and remove the old bandages from my wrist and replace then with new ones.
*Ouch* Why does this have to be so damn painful... Well if you didn't cut last night maybe this wouldn't be so bad!"
Hi, my names Lydia. I'm not very exciting. I'd call myself your basic girl. There's one thing that makes me different. It's not a good thing, it's bad really. I just want some way or relief from everything I go through. No one can know about it though, they will never look at me the same. It will be our little secret okay?
There are two people who know. There my best friends. There names are Sophia, and Angie. The only reason they know is because Sophia cuts too and we talk to each other about it. We both try to help each other, not by telling each other not to do it, but maybe do it lighter this time or do less marks this time. It helps because we both understand how one another are feeling. We don't talk to each other about are problems because we don't want pity from each other. Angie has though about cutting but we always stop her before she can. We explain to her how it's addicting and how she will just regret it. I mean we would know... We go through it all the time and we are not proud of it.
It all started for me in third grade. I was always heavier then the other kids. I was also tall which didn't help. My mom always said that I was just athletic but I didn't believe her. I was bullied from third grade until seventh. The summer before eight grade I decided to exceed use more causing me to loose weight. I'm not that tall anymore since everybody else grew. That year when I went to eight grade I was smaller and skinner. I'm still made fun of from my past but not as much as I used to be.
I've cut ever since the forth grade. No one knew until eight grade. That was the year I had my first boyfriend. His name was Tyler. We had agreat relation ship and honestly I thought I might be in love. That was until he saw my scars. He broke up with me that day and said he doesn't want to be with a suicidel freak. That night I was debating wether he was right. Was I a suicidel freak? I started sobbing. I realized why would he want to dye me anyway. I'm still fat, ugly, and I have all these scars. I must be worthless... I was about to kill myself when Sophia and Angie (only friends at the time) walked in. They saved me from swallowing the pills. We have been best friends ever since. If it wasn't for them I would probably be dead.
Anyway enough with the sob story. After finishing with the bandages I through on a long sleeved pink shirt, grey baggy sweatpants, and my fuzzy socks. I run downstairs because I'm starving. I grab a box of cereal and a jug of milk. While I'm eating my mom comes in. "Good morning sweetie" my mom says as she kisses my head. (Mom doesn't know about the suicide moment or my cuts) "morning mom" I say back to her whole finishing my cereal. "Lydia" my mom says suddenly sounding serious. "Yeah" I say back while placing my bow in the sink. "I've been meaning to tell you something important... My job has relocated me" she says looking down at her phone. "Um okay where are we moving?" I ask. "To Doncaster" she says calmly. "WHAT" I scream.... That's four hours away!" "I know Lydia... It will be okay". "But what about school, I can't leave Sophia and Angie!" "You can make new friend at your new school and they can always visit" I think I'm going to faint