Diary of a Cutter part 2

Dear Diary,

Andrew, Andrew, Andrew. I love him so much. I love the way he kisses me after school and says, "Until tomorrow my love." That just makes my heart melt in my chest and makes my palms go sweaty.

 My dad was waiting for me when I got home. He threw me across the room, how I don't know, I weigh a good 110, and smaked me real hard. He said that was all until tonight. I shiver at the thought. I knew my mom would be home soon and if she came home seeing the house this messy, she would beat me, again. I do the dishes, clean the counter and sinks, I do the laundry, and I clean the living room.

When my mom got home she went to her room after yelling at me about the fact that I didn't get the mail when I got home. Another lousy mistake that I will get punished for sometime in the future. I don't know why my parents hate me. Oh well. I hate them too.

I go to my room and take out the shoe box. In it is a dirty, red stained washcloth, pictures of andrew and me, and the blade. Ah the blade. That blade is all I look forward to when I get home. I know that once I'm done with my chores the blade will comfort me and reward me with cuts that show me how worthless I am.

I take the blade a run it um my forearm about 6 inches. Wow. I didn't know that the body can produce so much blood. I take the dirty washcloth and hold it on my arm. I look around and make sure I didn't get any on the carpet. Once I am done. I go into the bathroom and wash the washcloth. I watch as the bloody water runs down the drain and wish I could go with it. I put bandaids on my arms where I am bleeding the most and go back into my room to put my things away.

My phone is ringing. The caller ID says it's my dad. He probably is calling to tell me to take a shower so I won't have to do it in the morning and waste water.

"What dad?"

"You good for nothing piece of shit needs to get in the house clean. I want to come home with dinner on the table and alcohol in the fridge. You got it?"

"Yes dad."

"Good"

Click.

I go downstairs and do what I'm told. Just like all the other nights.

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