I sat down with all of my 'friends' beside me, us all sitting in a circle, me slightly pushed further out than the rest.

"Hey, does anyone have a pair of scissors I can borrow, I have this tag and it's really annoying." I ask looking around hoping for a reply.

"Umm, yeah I do!" Michelle says as she reaches into her bag and hands me the blades.

I begin walking to the bathroom, I have been trying to stop. So I don't bring any scissors to school anymore, but the need is too strong... I need to cut... I have to...