''Stop it! Stop! Don't you see what you're doing to yourself?''

I got up slowly and slammed the door in my sister's face.

I could still hear her ...scream over and over.

''Gosh,shut up!''

I walked to my room and sat on my bed. I sobbed for what seemed like hours. Tears fell like rain drops. I wish things were... different. I wished I had a boyfriend that loved me. And friends who would stand by me. But that was never going to happen. I stopped sobbing just enough to blindly reach and grab the knife from my desk. I always loved the feeling when the blood would pour down my arm. It felt like everything in my life was going away and I loved it. It was a bad habit. But whatever.

I hated life. I hated everyone in it. And most of all I hated myself. You're still listening to my little story of my suckish life? Well, get ready... it's going to get ugly. You might as well put this down and go back to your perfect little la la land where everyone adores you and nothing goes wrong. Who am I you wonder? Well my full name is Amy May Smith. Happy?