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SHIT!!! No one told me it would hurt this much!...maybe I should have thought this through. Damn, how am I supposed to clean this up? Why did I decide to do this now? With all the places in this school I had to choose the bathroom. Well at least it's the 2nd floor bathroom...no one ever come in here. I just hope the bleeding stops soon since I have fifteen minutes until study hall ends and Algebra 2 begins. Ugh how did I get like this?
My name Krissa, and I attend Evergreen Falls High School, 9th grade. I am very much loved by my friends and family. I make very good first impressions. I love to sing, and draw, and dance (I am actually a dancer). I love sports,music,animals,and school. I'm actually very advanced and in AP classes. I'm very so hyper (I blame my ADHD) and have a super bubbly personality. But what stands out overall is my uniqueness. Im unique from the way I act, to my sense of style, to my wavy light blue hair with purple tips! You would think I love my life (which I do, I really do....sometimes) and living the HighSchool dream. But the thing is...I also get depressed a lot. Like REALLY depressed. Just no one notices because I always act like everything is fine. I sometimes think no one will ever notice, and that gets me just a little more sadder...I don't know why though, it just does. Sometimes I wish my friends will notice and maybe they can help me...but they have so much to deal with anyway, I don't want them to have to worry about me too...besides I'll be fine. I don't need people judging me, I already have low enough self esteem. I can handle this myself....ahaha...I guess that's how I got my self into this mess anyway huh?....handling myself...on the floor of a school bathroom...laying in the corner, knees pulled up to my chest, head in the arm with the hand that holds my blood covered razor, my bloody newly sliced arm dangling beside me, and tears streaming down my face. I really handled it this time now didn't I?