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Don't let go - time will heal

Glass Hearts

First day of school. I stood up from my cozy, warm bed and walked into the freezing kitchen.
''Good morning sweetie.''
My mom was already awake. She was eating her breakfast and watched tv.
''Morning.'' I said sleepy.
''Your breakfast is in the fridge.''
''Later.''
I knew that I wouldn't eat 'later'. I haven't eaten something for nearly one week.
I walked into the bathroom and put out my phone. I turned on my favourite song on repeat and jumped into the shower.
''When your reflection in the mirror smiles back
It lies you know it
When you lay your head to sleep at night
It's filled with every moment
Every chance you missed to be something
Or learn from your mistakes
You're not alone
You're with me.''
He yelled. Who 'he' was? He was my last hold. He was Austin Carlile, the singer of my favourite band Of Mice & Men, which I was going to see in one week at a concert I've waited for like years.
When I got out of the shower I dressed myself in an grey Pierce The Veil hoodie, black skinny jeans and my black vans.
School was hell. Nobody liked me in here. The first day was very hard for me 'cause I didn't have my shit together at all.
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When I got home I strict went up to my room and started to cry. I broke down when I stood in front of my bed. I tried to control me but I couldn't. My blades were in a little box where nobody could ever find them. Nobody knew that I was cutting myself for like four years now. I cut into my scarred skin and the blood began to run from my forearm. I couldn't breath. Everthing around me seemed to stood still for minutes. I just sat on the floor and tried to control me. Maybe it would be better if I leave this place but I couldn't. My mom. I'd love to kill myself, but without telling my mom. It would kill her.

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