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♾Frank's P.O.V♾

I was home alone, not capable of moving to grab the phone to call an ambulance... I thought I was going to die, that this was the end... this was how I was going to die. On my tombstone would be written "suicide".

Earlier that day I had written a suicide note, not a serious one. It was mainly for the purpose of relieving my inner feelings about the world, the hatred I had towards the women who think make up will fix them and the people who leave me with scars and bruises.

Yeah. I know. You can already tell what I did can't you? That very thing emo's usually get accused of doing.

I finally had a chance to be alone. Mentally I had been pushed to the point I didn't want to cope anymore, I wanted a way out.

Unfortunately the first time self harming, I went too deep, I got hospitalized. So no, I didn't die.

This all happened at age 13, I can tell you that I'm now an addict to self mutilation. Age 17, addicted to drugs and self mutilation. This is why my parents put me up for adoption after I almost killed myself the first time.

This means I don't live with my real parents, my adoption parents don't really like me either.

"Frank?"

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