in the beginging

I cant rember when i started. But i know why

When i got into 7th grade i had a friend who happened to be in 8th. She cut. Angie showed me her arm in wich was full of red lines that went horizataly and deep white scars. It was painful to look at them. I got chills if i stared at her arm for to long. I loved Angie and didnt want her to cuase pain to her self. I hated to think about it. I told her to stop multiple times but she wouldnt. Even though she said she would she wouldnt. A few weeks later Another friend came to show me that she cut her self to. It was very overwhelmiing. i told her tot stopp too. After that i got extremely depressed. Not becuase of them but becuase of some other things. The feelings of lonleyness, emtyness, frustration and anger filled my blood. I refused to eat and had nightmeres. I just wasn't happy. I rembered how my friends cut. So that night i took a saftey pin and tore threw my skin.

Thats when it started.