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Chapter 3 – untouchable soul

It's hard to be completely alone in the world; that's what people say at least. But it isn't really that had if you think about it. You have no standards to live up to, you don't have to please anybody else, and you just simply exist. It is simple really, or so I thought at first, but it's hard to just exist, and to have that existence go unnoticed by everyone around you. But it is simple in a way, I just go about my day without anyone caring or judging. But its been getting lonely, and after a week of no one to talk to, I mean really talk to, not just some pointless conversation, but one that actually has substance, I was starting to go a little crazy and realize that faking it was better that not having it at all.

I guess that's why I started doing it, I don't mind the pain that I can control, and with this I was in complete control, I didn't even find it weird or to be a bad thing, I would hide it everyday but still not realize that it was wrong. I remember the seeing the razor on the sink counter and it just king of lured me over, and before I knew it my arm was bleeding and sending shooting pains up and down it, and I loved it, loved to such an extent that I couldn't show and part of my arms anymore. At cheerleading I would just cover them up and no one would know, not that they would care if they did know.

But now, as I remember the way that Nathan was looking at me I realize that I just slipped up. I was so hot right then that I didn't think twice before I rolled up my sleeves to try to cool down, and he saw, he saw right through the cuts and into my soul. I thought that maybe I could just walk away, but then he talked,

"Haley, what happened to your arms, are you okay?" I looked into his eyes and knew that he wasn't asking if I was okay as in my wounds, but he meant me, and that meant more to me than anything else had in a long time. So I let the tears fall, they kept coming and coming, and before I knew it I was tightly being held in Nathan's arms, he was hugging me. I liked it a lot, but I couldn't be thinking right, I barley even knew him; I wasn't ready to open up to him in such a real way. I knew that he cared, really cared about me, and that scared me to an extent that I didn't know what to do. So I ran

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