Scribbles.
Scribbles on a piece of paper is how it started.
Swirls.
Swirls of paint on a canvas is how it continued.
Children at school rejecting her is how it went further...
She got better to see if they would like her then.
They still reject her.
Nerd, ugly, and homo were her names.
Art.
Art on paper.
Doodles.
Doodles on classwork and tests.
She longed to be with the drawings on her papers.
Away from the world...
Sharpie on wrists.
Scars on her body.
Bruises everywhere.
She enjoyed pain. It made her feel alive. It was her drug...
She could be away from what was bothering her.
Nobody wanted to be friends with a girl like her.
She wanted to die...
Either the sharpie poison her, or she get one too many cuts...
Sooner than later she got her wish...
