**TRIGGER WARNING**
Self harm
Skip this part of the chapter if you are uncomfortable with this kind of topic. Not much happens so it won't affect the story too much. I'll say when it's safe to join back into the story.
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A small cold blade pressed against Mi Sun's already bleeding wrist.
One slash for being a failure
Another for being a disappointment, four more for being weak and always running away when things get tough, another for being hated by your father.
The list continued, each cut had it's own purpose to remind Mi Sun of every reason why she had the life she had. It was her system, a cruel system that saw to the destruction herself.
But there was another reason why Mi Sun attacked her limbs with a tiny little blade that barely took up any room.
Not only was it a way to remember her every mistake, but also a sweet release from all the pain she couldn't control. It gave her control over what she felt, it was the one and only thing that made her feel like she had power over her own life, even if it was small, it was something. A dark something that people tend to judge and frown upon but it was hers.
Thick red drops of blood rolled down Mi Sun's arms, staining the white duvet below like spilt ink on a blank canvas.
*You can come back now if you skipped*
Mi Sun loved the colour white, she believed that it represented her as a person, where others in her situation would see black as their colour, for the darkness that consumed them, for the depression and for all the pain they were in. But Mi Sun was not like other people, so she found safety in the colour white, to her it portrayed the look of being a empty canvas. The lack of emotions or the no show of emotions gave Mi Sun a strange sense of calmness. A sense of calm that Mi Sun drifted off to sleep in, after cleaning up her arms, disposing of the evidence and placing the tiny blade back into its hiding place. She didn't bother with the duvet.
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Kinda short again, I'm sorry.... Yeah.... there's nothing else to say. I'm sorry 😳😳
But hope you enjoyed anyways
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