It wasn't over.
I kept hitting myself at times and felt no regret.
I felt like I deserved it. I'm going insane slowly.
It was about 9:00, the third to last day of summer break.
I didn't feel like sleeping so I decided to grab a lamp that sat silently on a white shelf.
I rummaged through my backpack looking for a spare pencil and an eraser.
I walked back and flipped into a page.
My brother soon followed along.
He looked energetic.
We layer down on the living room floor since our room was hot from the hell temperature from the day.
I started to hear my mom talking. About me.
My brother muttered along.
"Why is your sister such a boy."
I was switched up to a mode I didn't like.
"Well, because the girly-girl style sucks! It's the twenty first century."
My mom stood up watching me as I drew.
"You don't talk to me like that!"
"Well, you talk about me in a really messed up manner, I think you deserve it."
She got up and tried to snatch my sketchbook.
Heck no.
I pulled back and tried making her lose grip.
"I'm gonna slap you if you don't let go!!"
"I don't care."
She let go.
"So you like pain?"
"Yes."
"Well, you're a boy. That's weird and annoying."
I tried suffocating that night. I had put the covers over my body.
I eventually fell asleep at 4:00am.
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