Chapter 2

As I was standing there ,the two people were getting up from the floor. I eventually came back to reality and took off running again. This time they didn't chase.

"wait" the girl said , but I kept going I was scared so I didn't stop running till I got to the orphanage.

Of course I have to get yelled at for being late and not telling them that I was going to be gone.

"you think you can just prance around with no worries?" Mrs. Heathers a.k.a. the bitch said

"screw you you're not my mom" I said walking away.

"come back here I'm not done talking to you"

"you skank"

NEXT DAY

Well what is there to say other than that I hate school and that today I feel like ditching, by the way I forgot to mention that I am 14 years old almost 15 though. Now that I am not going to school today I feel like going to the lake again. The breeze from the water feels good against my face. I lifted my jacket sleeve exposing numerous scars and I see the new fresh red scars from yesterday. A tear rolls down my cheek onto the scar.

"hey" some guy says.

I start walking away.

"now don't walk away again" I turn and look and it is the guy from yesterday who was chasing me with his girlfriend. I start to make a dash for it when out of nowhere he grabs my arm.

"let me go" I tell him angrily.

"promise you won't run"

"listen I don't have time for this now just leave me alone"

"I understand what you might be going through okay"

"no you don't know anything about me so don't think that for even a second that what you say is going to matter to me"

"I saw you yesterday with the blood on your arm"

"big whoop"

"my girlfriend used to cut herself"

"so what am I supposed to feel bad for her and give in to what your saying and stop cutting myself to"

"whatever" he said walking away.

"asshole" I said as I walked to go sit by a tree to calm myself down.

I had the urge inside me again that I needed to pull out my razor blade and cut. I open my backpack and pull the shiny new blade and hold it against my stomach and start cutting. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day. Who am I kidding no day is ever better than the next.

Shit the cops are coming over here. Looks like I got to do some more running.