“My story goes like this. My parent would fight every second of the day. I would lock myself in my room and try to block it out. But the pain kept getting worse and never stopped. So I would cut myself to make it go away. It helped for a little while but then it came back ten times stronger. So I tried to find away out and of course the way out I thought was to commit suicide. My house is a second story house and my sisters room (which is now my room) has a window that has access to the roof. So I went to the edge and was going to jump then I saw my little sister. Then I thought what was I doing leaving her to be in this war we call home by herself. So I stepped back in the window and sat up crying about the pain I felt. So I went to cut myself enough so that I could sleep. This wasnt the only time it happened. I tried to do it two more times but something brought me to think about my little sister and I walked away from that ledge. But every now and then I think why cant I jump off that ledge? But I do keep cutting myself and people try to tell me not to do it but its really keeping me away from that ledge. My teacher saw my most reasent cut and had me go to the school conuslor but it just made me want to jump even more. But I didnt get to the ledge. I try to keep away but now the way I feel is like soon I may be on that ledge again and this time I may not turn and walk away. I cant even feel the knife cut my skin. That is my story. Thank you”
