Jordyn looked at her reflection in the mirror. "Why do you do this to
yourself every time?" She asked her self. Tears filled her eyes. "Why can't
you look at yourself and see something different? Instead, you see someone
standing there that is ugly, hopeless, and has no purpose in life." She sat
down on the edge of her bed as a tear ran down her face. She grabbed a
razor blade and rolled up her sleeve. Tears began to fall down her face as
she cut away at her arm. She put the blade away and grabbed a piece of
paper and a pen.
"As I cut myself, I watch the blood slowly drip out and down my arm. How could so much come from such a little cut? I begin to think of what it would be like to slit a major Vein. I close my eyes and wonder. The blood would rush out like water down a mountain. Nothing to stop it. And still, no pain. My Veins will soon become dried and empty. At the same time my body would be lying dead on the ground. Without motion. With out a sound. Without a soul and no life. The blood that once coursed through my veins filling my body is now absorbing into the ground. My body soon begins to wither away. And still no one would care that I'm gone. No one would notice. I open my eyes and look down. Blood covers the floor in a small area. I look at my arm, 13 slits. Non on my veins. I put the blade down. I'm ok. But for how long?" She wrote down.
"Why can't I be ok?" She asked herself in a whisper as she whipped away her tears. There was a knock on the door. "You ok?" Matt shouted. "Yeah, I'm fine." Jordyn pulled down her sleeve and opened the door. "What's wrong?" Matt asked as he hugged her. She began to cry harder. "Jordyn," He pushed her out enough to see her face. "What's wrong?" "I have something I need to tell you." She pulled up the sleeve to her shirt and reveled her cuts to Matt. "Oh my god! What happened?" "I've been cutting myself." "Jordyn, why?" They sat down on her bed. "I don't know." "You don't know why you cut yourself?" "I do." "Then why?" "It makes me feel better." "Better about what? How?" "It makes all of the pain inside of me go away." "No." Jordyn whipped away her tears. "It does. I don't know how, or why, but it does." "How long have you been don't this?" Matt asked. "Since I was 10." "10?!" He shouted in disbelief. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Jordyn began to cry again. "I don't know." Matt hugged her and ran his hand through her hair. "It's ok Jordyn, It's ok." "No it's not." She pulled away from him. "Jordyn," "I have tried, and tried, and tired to stop… But I can't. I think I'm good, and then I go and fuck it all up!"
She walked over to the corner of her room and sat on the floor. "Why can't it all go away and stay away?" She began to rock back and forth. "Jordyn?" Matt asked as he watched her. "Help me. Please?" She pleaded. Jordyn lowered her head and began to cry again. "Jordyn." Matt sat down beside her and wrapped his arms around her. "Don't worry, I'm here for you." "Make it stop. Please. Just make it all go away." Jordyn looked into Matt's eyes as they began to tear up again. "I will do what ever it takes. I promise." She laid her head on his chest as a tear ran down Matt's check.
"As I cut myself, I watch the blood slowly drip out and down my arm. How could so much come from such a little cut? I begin to think of what it would be like to slit a major Vein. I close my eyes and wonder. The blood would rush out like water down a mountain. Nothing to stop it. And still, no pain. My Veins will soon become dried and empty. At the same time my body would be lying dead on the ground. Without motion. With out a sound. Without a soul and no life. The blood that once coursed through my veins filling my body is now absorbing into the ground. My body soon begins to wither away. And still no one would care that I'm gone. No one would notice. I open my eyes and look down. Blood covers the floor in a small area. I look at my arm, 13 slits. Non on my veins. I put the blade down. I'm ok. But for how long?" She wrote down.
"Why can't I be ok?" She asked herself in a whisper as she whipped away her tears. There was a knock on the door. "You ok?" Matt shouted. "Yeah, I'm fine." Jordyn pulled down her sleeve and opened the door. "What's wrong?" Matt asked as he hugged her. She began to cry harder. "Jordyn," He pushed her out enough to see her face. "What's wrong?" "I have something I need to tell you." She pulled up the sleeve to her shirt and reveled her cuts to Matt. "Oh my god! What happened?" "I've been cutting myself." "Jordyn, why?" They sat down on her bed. "I don't know." "You don't know why you cut yourself?" "I do." "Then why?" "It makes me feel better." "Better about what? How?" "It makes all of the pain inside of me go away." "No." Jordyn whipped away her tears. "It does. I don't know how, or why, but it does." "How long have you been don't this?" Matt asked. "Since I was 10." "10?!" He shouted in disbelief. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Jordyn began to cry again. "I don't know." Matt hugged her and ran his hand through her hair. "It's ok Jordyn, It's ok." "No it's not." She pulled away from him. "Jordyn," "I have tried, and tried, and tired to stop… But I can't. I think I'm good, and then I go and fuck it all up!"
She walked over to the corner of her room and sat on the floor. "Why can't it all go away and stay away?" She began to rock back and forth. "Jordyn?" Matt asked as he watched her. "Help me. Please?" She pleaded. Jordyn lowered her head and began to cry again. "Jordyn." Matt sat down beside her and wrapped his arms around her. "Don't worry, I'm here for you." "Make it stop. Please. Just make it all go away." Jordyn looked into Matt's eyes as they began to tear up again. "I will do what ever it takes. I promise." She laid her head on his chest as a tear ran down Matt's check.