Literature
Scars of a broken angel OCxIta
Pain. Pain is what caused me to do this. Pain, was what my family caused me to do to myself. Pain.... Was all i could think of, as i ran the razor across my rists. It started happening when my father beat my mother, to the paoint of where she would lock herslef in her room, never coming out. Then, this caused my father to start beating on me, making my life a living hell.
I Watched as the blood ozzed from my rists, and hit my carpited floor. The metiletic smell filled the air, as i cut myself again, and again. The pain didn't compair to how i was fisicailly scared. Thinking that was enough, i pulled some arm warmers i created to hid the scar