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*Does anyone notice? Does anyone care?
0 reviews*This is a speical chapter, in Gerard's point of veiw. I wont have much of these, thus they are speical! And, i think i will have Mikey and Frank appear in the next one, im still thinking about it.
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Gerard
I love you, Gerard.
/Those words rang in my head the rest of the day. She wanted to know why I was cutting, but I couldn't tell her. I felt like I can't tell anyone, and sometimes I don't even know why I do it myself. She had always been their since I started, always finding me desperate to hurt myself with whatever I can find./
I was sitting in the rain, letting it drown out my sorrow. Blood covered my white uniform shirt, my black pants and arms. There is no was I could ever hide that from this school. I felt like I was the only one different, not even Helena understood me. Not even my brother Mikey.
I was sitting their in the silence, listening to only the rain splash against the ground. Some buses started rolling up, the motors creating steam in the air. I didn't want anyone to notice me. I slowly stood up, trying to avoid using my hands. Pain sheered through me, making me bend over feeling like I was going to fall. I dragged along to the back of the building, where I would remain invisible.
I wanted to cut. I missed the feeling of something sharp piercing into my arm, receiving pain however I wanted it. I reached in my pocket, expecting to find my pen. It was gone.
I love you, Gerard.
/Those words rang in my head the rest of the day. She wanted to know why I was cutting, but I couldn't tell her. I felt like I can't tell anyone, and sometimes I don't even know why I do it myself. She had always been their since I started, always finding me desperate to hurt myself with whatever I can find./
I was sitting in the rain, letting it drown out my sorrow. Blood covered my white uniform shirt, my black pants and arms. There is no was I could ever hide that from this school. I felt like I was the only one different, not even Helena understood me. Not even my brother Mikey.
I was sitting their in the silence, listening to only the rain splash against the ground. Some buses started rolling up, the motors creating steam in the air. I didn't want anyone to notice me. I slowly stood up, trying to avoid using my hands. Pain sheered through me, making me bend over feeling like I was going to fall. I dragged along to the back of the building, where I would remain invisible.
I wanted to cut. I missed the feeling of something sharp piercing into my arm, receiving pain however I wanted it. I reached in my pocket, expecting to find my pen. It was gone.
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