Chapter 3: I'm a hazard to myself
Ellie walked into the bathroom and closed the door locking it behind her. She rolled up her sleeve and looked at the scars on her arm. She opened the drawer under the sink and pulled out a razor blade.
The sharp metal touched her skin and she drew a line across her arm, the blood flowed over the scars and she put the blade down and watched the blood flow over her arm. She touched it with her fingers and stared at it, amazed at what she had done. At what she had (thought) she stopped doing months ago.
She grabbed a rag and pressed it against the cut and held it. She looked up at her reflection.
The girl on the other side, smiled at her. "Do it again," she seemed to say. "Go on."
Ellie pulled the rag off and picked up the blade and went to press it to her skin again when her mother beat on the door. "Ellie!" her mother yelled.
"In a minute!" Ellie cleaned the blade off and dropped it into the wastebasket and threw some toilet paper on top of it. She looked at the rag in her hands and folded it up and stuck it in her pocket. She grabbed some band-aids and put them over the cut. She pulled her sleeve back down and took off out of the bathroom, where her mother stumbled inside.
Ellie walked into her bedroom and sat down. She touched the place where she had cut herself and blinked away tears.
