Day Two

One cut for still being alive,

Two cuts for my dad,

Three cuts for my mom,

Four cuts for being ugly,

Five cuts for being stupid,

Six cuts for being depressed,

Seven cuts for still breathing,

That's enough cutting for today I say as I aftercare the cuts I made on my arms. I look over to see I have 40 Minutes to get dress plus walk to school, I go to my closet and take out a black T-shirt, black ripped jeans, socks and some 3-year-old Jordan's.

I quickly put them on with having only 34 minutes left to walk to school, I get my backpack and start putting it on as I walk out the door, I know what your thinking, where are your parents? Well for your information it's kind of nun of your bu- "oh my god are you ok!" I open my eyes to look up to see the most beautiful guy I'd ever cross my eyes on.

Have you ever saw something so beautiful you get so lost in your own mind to notice Reality, well that's happening to me right now. "Hello, hellooo." I zoom out of la-la land and look up to see the cute stranger staring at me "uhh s-sorry." I say stuttering. Gosh, why do I always got to stutter when I'm nervous. ''are you ok." The stranger asks worriedly.

''yeah, I'm ( at this moment I knew I fucked up) OMG OMG OMG IM LATE." I say running away from the Handsome guy. I kind of feel bad but then again losers suck to suck, I look down at my watch to see I got only 5 minutes and 3.12 seconds before the first-period bell ring (yes I'm a nerd GOT A PROBlEM, mhmm didn't think so) I run into school just in time before the bell ring ringgggggggg whew, but now I'm late to class.