This is My new story Say Something! I really hope you like it... My other stories are being updated, I just wanted to put this story idea up! Enjoy! :D
Prologue
One cuts. Two cuts. Three cuts. Four cuts. I look at my wrists to see a perfect square. Yeah, it hurts. I enjoy the pain. Talking wont change anything; the pain. Hurt shouldn't pile up like this inside of someone. I don't have time to breathe, the time to scream my pain out until it doesn't exist anymore. I remember when I first cut myself. I was twelve, what did I know? Kids called me fat, first didn't believe them. Then I would look at the girls who would call me fat and see that they were super skinny. Feeling alone, I needed to find a way to express my pain. My parents died in a car accident when I was thirteen. That's when my cutting got worse. Now I'm seventeen and still didn't get any help. Everyone has the ability to hurt. Its the choice that matters. I decided to hurt myself. When I was sixteen I stopped eating. Probably one meal a week. My foster didn't even notice. They didn't care what I did. So I thought I could get away with cutting and not eating. It all fades away in the end. I am Loren Tate.
Hi I hoped you enjoyed, I know its short but its on the prologue, at the end of this story one of the quotes loren said will appear. review