Staring into the sky watching the clouds change their form. My tears they stream down my face, and the blood drips to the ground. I hear the screaming coming from my house. I hear mum scream she hates us all. I hear dad yell she is a mistake, I hear my brother brake a window and I hear my sister scream and cry just like I do.
I close my ears to try to block it all out, but it still doesnâ??t work. So I grab the bloody blade that lies next to me, and I take it and slice my wrist, and I write the word that explains it allâ?¦hate. Maybe I should end it; I think thereâ??s no point to life. But at that very moment my sister walks out to see me crying, and she sees my wrists. The place I always thought I kept so private, and that I hid so well. But what I donâ??t know is that she is the same. She slides her sleeve up to reveal her scars too. It was the moment I will never forget. Her eyes looked so sad and deep and her face so pale and dead, I realised we were the same and needed to get through this together. Hugging me so tight she tells me she loves me and that together we will make it.
