Mollie Emmerson-2

Entry 2

Anyways, sorry I had to leave so soon last night. I was being a naughty girl and staying up past the bedtime. I also failed a history test today. Does anyone know how horrible that makes me feel? Maybe I had something in my system still. Who knows?

So on with my history now. Honestly, I have been a pretty good girl until I started to get bored with life. Because of this, I thought many times to end my life. Instead, I decided to start a bad habit in eighth grade. I began to cut. It truly does help, but it leaves nasty scars that someone will eventually see.

With cutting, I learned to apply pressure on myself when something or someone would bother me. First, it started on my wrists. Then, I stopped for a year. There were almost no rumors of me cutting by that time. Of course though, I started again. This time on my lower stomach so no one would see. After this, it kept getting worse. When I ran out of room to cut here, I would move to my thighs. Those are the worst scars of all.

No more of that lol. It makes me want to do it again. FYI: I haven’t done it since December twenty-fourth. Yey!

If anyone were to read this entry, I would flip because around here, no one can keep their mouths shut! No one knew yet.

Ohh and my parents still haven’t said anything about my big screw up! Why? It’s really starting to piss me off.

Oh no! I have no more time to write. Sorry I leave for work in five minutes! MUAH!