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I sit in the corner of my room
covering myself with a warm blanket.
My knees are against my chest
and my face is covered with my messy brown hair.

My room is slightly chilly and
I snuggle into my blanket more.
My room is completely dark except for my phone,
the only source of light that keeps flashing as I receive text messages.

I glance over at my phone,
softly unlocking it to see I have received
yet another text message from Haleigh,
my best friend.

I haven't been to school in about four days.
I do not have the will or motivation to go anymore.
My friends have noticed that something is different about me.
I always seem to keep to myself in the corner of the room...

...like I am doing now.

If only they knew what I am hiding.
What is underneath my long sleeves.
What kind of thoughts I am having.
What kind of person I am becoming.

What will my friends think of me if I tell them all of my secrets?

My angry thoughts.
The haunting nightmares.
The self-inflicted wounds.
The thoughts to just end it all.

Will they think of me the same way?

I don't even know who I am anymore.

My phone flashes again
and I slowly turn my head to look at it.
Haleigh is calling me.
I stare at my phone, tears streaming down my puffy face.

Haleigh calls again...she knows I must be here.

I slowly reach for my phone,
but I gasp at what I see in the lighting.
Blood is starting to seep through my sleeves.
I start bawling and I answer the phone.

I cannot keep these secrets inside of me anymore.

"Haleigh...help me," I whimper.
"Kara...talk to me," She pleads.
I begin spilling all of my secrets
to my best and most trusted friend.

It seemed like I was talking for hours,
but Haleigh listened to every word.
"Kara you cannot keep this all inside...you need to let it out. I am always here to listen."
I breathed a sigh of relief as she said this.

I cannot keep these secrets inside of me.
I have to remember that there is people out there willing to listen.
If I do not let out these secrets...
...it might claw away at the very essence of my soul,

And I do not want to become a stranger in my own body.

Description
I sit in the corner of my room
covering myself with a warm blanket.
My knees are against my chest
and my face is covered with my messy brown hair.

My room is slightly chilly and
I snuggle into my blanket more.
My room is completely dark except for my phone,
the only source of light that keeps flashing as I receive text messages.

I glance over at my phone,
softly unlocking it to see I have received
yet another text message from Haleigh,
my best friend.

I haven't been to school in about four days.
I do not have the will or motivation to go anymore.
My friends have noticed that something is different about me.
I always seem to keep to myself in the corner of the room...

...like I am doing now.

If only they knew what I am hiding.
What is underneath my long sleeves.
What kind of thoughts I am having.
What kind of person I am becoming.

What will my friends think of me if I tell them all of my secrets?

My angry thoughts.
The haunting nightmares.
The self-inflicted wounds.
The thoughts to just end it all.

Will they think of me the same way?

I don't even know who I am anymore.

My phone flashes again
and I slowly turn my head to look at it.
Haleigh is calling me.
I stare at my phone, tears streaming down my puffy face.

Haleigh calls again...she knows I must be here.

I slowly reach for my phone,
but I gasp at what I see in the lighting.
Blood is starting to seep through my sleeves.
I start bawling and I answer the phone.

I cannot keep these secrets inside of me anymore.

"Haleigh...help me," I whimper.
"Kara...talk to me," She pleads.
I begin spilling all of my secrets
to my best and most trusted friend.

It seemed like I was talking for hours,
but Haleigh listened to every word.
"Kara you cannot keep this all inside...you need to let it out. I am always here to listen."
I breathed a sigh of relief as she said this.

I cannot keep these secrets inside of me.
I have to remember that there is people out there willing to listen.
If I do not let out these secrets...
...it might claw away at the very essence of my soul,

And I do not want to become a stranger in my own body.