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Johan Rasmus Larsson
When you were a little kid about 6-7 years old.. you loved to go outside and play with your friends etc. But one day u fall to the ground and you got a scratch on your tiny arm.. That scratch was just the beginning of your life, that time wosen't the last time you would get wound. You felt very sad that first time, you saw the blood, it was very thick, you started to cry, and feel very sad.
At the age of 16-17 you thought of the day when you were a kid, about 6-7 years old and you tumble. But that was only to remember that the pain in your arm didn't feel so good.. it hurt's and it gives bad scars. You walk to the bathroom to get a razor blade, but on the way you saw a sharp knife, You grab the knife and run back into your rum and lock the door behind you. You think of everything bad that happend to you in the last year. You get very tense.. you look at the knife and you put it next to your wrist, you start to drag it sometimes to feel if it's sharp enough to cut through. It was, you started to see tiny wound's. Your listening to some sort of sad music, you turn up the volume to the max, and then again you take the knife and put it on your wrist and press as hard as you can, you feel the knife get into your arm.. the blood flow and all you can see now is a very bright light..
Next day you woke up in a hospital.. you can't speak or move your body. all you can see is the white walls and the bed you lie in. You feel very sad about yesterday.. and you feel tear's go down your cheek. You look at your arm, it's all covered in bandage.. you rip it off and you se all the scars you have done. "What have i done?, how could i do this to my self?, is there enyone out there who can help me?," was the last things she said before she cut her throat open..
R.I.P
At the age of 16-17 you thought of the day when you were a kid, about 6-7 years old and you tumble. But that was only to remember that the pain in your arm didn't feel so good.. it hurt's and it gives bad scars. You walk to the bathroom to get a razor blade, but on the way you saw a sharp knife, You grab the knife and run back into your rum and lock the door behind you. You think of everything bad that happend to you in the last year. You get very tense.. you look at the knife and you put it next to your wrist, you start to drag it sometimes to feel if it's sharp enough to cut through. It was, you started to see tiny wound's. Your listening to some sort of sad music, you turn up the volume to the max, and then again you take the knife and put it on your wrist and press as hard as you can, you feel the knife get into your arm.. the blood flow and all you can see now is a very bright light..
Next day you woke up in a hospital.. you can't speak or move your body. all you can see is the white walls and the bed you lie in. You feel very sad about yesterday.. and you feel tear's go down your cheek. You look at your arm, it's all covered in bandage.. you rip it off and you se all the scars you have done. "What have i done?, how could i do this to my self?, is there enyone out there who can help me?," was the last things she said before she cut her throat open..
R.I.P
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