I own nothing other then the character Anna and the plot all other copyright goes to the creators of Saved By The Bell
This is a story focusing on the character Anna who I have added to the gang, She would've have been there all along.
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I sat on my bed watching the light from the lamp reflect on the razorblade, I turned it over in my hand listening to the crickets outside my window. I pulled up the sleeve of my hoodie, catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror over my and dresser quikly looking away I put the cold sharp edge of the razor blade to my arm as I clenched my jaw and held my eyes tightly shut the pain surged thru my body like lightning.
"Anna! Hey Anna, EARTH TO ANNA!" Suddenly the memories from last night disapaered and the realization I was with my friends sunk in. "Oh sorry, What?" I answered Zack who had been trying to get my attention for who knows how long. "You were just staring off into space- "Again" Slater finished for him.
"yeah you've been doing that alot lately" Jessie observed "Kinda zombie-ish" Lisa added "You ok?" Slater asked looking at me suspiciously "I'm fine... I'm just tired" I lied smiling a little to re-inforce the "I'm ok" plea.
"Don't you get enough sleep in class?" Zack asked and they all laughed at this all to true statement. I was famous for sleeping through most all my classes.
Needless to say for this and countless other offenses I spent much time in Mr. Belding's office as well as detention. I'd always been a slacker it was who I was.
Failing grades was my norm, I never really cared for achivement and making the school's faculity's lives hell was my lifes work. My friends knew this, They knew if the fire alarm was pulled or Mr. Belding found "YOU SUCK" spray painted on his car I was behind it. They knew all this but what they didn't know were my painful secrets, the skeletons in my closet you could call them. The problems I kept from everyone. Over the last year I had become addicted to cutting-... A new "trend" as the head shrinkers were calling it- and had begun to drink. The drinking was a piece of cake to hide, The cutting.. not so much. At first it was just my theighs but last fall I had desided since I was wearing long sleeves what the heck.. that was all fine through fall and winter but spring proved a problem so I was forced to wear hoodies. As far as I knew no one had noticed it unusual.. Other then the occasional glance from Zack and Slater.. but they wouldn't catch on.. would they?
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