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TW: Mentions of Self-Harm


Dan seemed lost in thought after I looked at him for a second. He must have seen. I could feel it. I wished it would change to a brighter color, so other people can also see. I wish people wouldn't just judge me by the darkness of my bands.

Everyone else was talking to each other, but Dan just stayed alone. He stretched upwards, his sweater going downwards. I saw just a flash - his tanned wrists were littered in small marks, red, blue, purple. My eyes instantly widened and covered my mouth. I turned away, not looking at Dan. He self-harms?

The sun had gone down, and Tyler said he was going home. Following him was the newest people I had met, then Louise, Chris and PJ. It was just Dan and me. "D-dan..." I quietly said.

"Hm?" He responded, very distracted.

"Uh... I have a sort of weird question to ask,"

"Ask away,"

"Erm... d-do you..."

"-Self harm?" He cut me off.

I nodded slightly.

"How did you know?" He asked, sitting down next to me.

"Y-your sleeve."

"Oh, uh... yeah. I do."

"Why, Dan?"

"It takes away sadness. Something like an escape."

A/N: FUN! Finally. Done with updates for now! See you guys on Tuesday!

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