Once Joy Came back it seemed like everyone just forgot me. In with the new toy out with the old.
Nina POV:
I was sitting on my new bed all alone. Trudy had moved me up to the attic so Joy could share with Amber. No one really talked to me.
"Supper!" Trudy called from the kitchen. I pulled down my sleeves and walked down. There was no room for me and the table so I put some food on my plate and trudged upstairs.
I sat on my bed thinking about how everyone used to be my friends. I pulled up my sleeves and looked at the scars. I pulled out my box from under the bed. I shuffled through the contents until I found what I was looking for. My Razor. I quickly grabbed it and put it on my wrist. I slid it across about 7 times. I pulled my sleeves down and let the blood soak into them. I grabbed my cold, untouched plate and walked downstairs to throw it away. I put the dish in the sink and started walking back to my room. Letting the blood drip from my finger tips and onto the cold wooden stairs. I didn't care if people saw the blood, they wouldn't care. I went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. I looked like a skeleton. I had cuts on my arms, legs, and stomach. I rinsed my wrist of in the sink, leaving the blood there to dry. No one would worry. I was nothing.
Sorry if that was bad. Its hard to write this stuff :/ its easier to live it.
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