Dear Diary, 3/5
I cut today. I couldn't help it. I took the razors out of a pencil sharpener with a screw driver. I did it in the shower on my upper arm. I won't be tempted by my wrists. But who knows. I said I would never cut, but here I am. Some days are worse than others. Today is one of those days. And this is why. Today in school, I was being ignored like usual. I was drawing a picture of a rose, and suddenly my books were knocked off of my desk. I looked up and it was one of the school jocks, Aiden. He smirked down at me as I remained expressionless. All of Aiden's friends started laughing. I glanced down at my books, thinking of the least emotional and embarrassing way out. I racked my brain, but sadly couldn't decide upon what to do. I was probably going to have to act my way out of the situation I was it. So slowly, I looked back up with my best puppy eyes. It started to work. The jocks started to scratch the back of their necks, embarrassed of their actions. Aiden stood staring at me, speechless for some reason. I made my expression confused, keeping the puppy face. I asked them why he had done that. Aiden blushed trying to stutter out something, when someone else walked over. It was Jace. Immediately I made my expression blank. He glared at all of the jocks, then rested his gaze on my. His expression immediately softened. But I saw something in his gaze I didn't want. I was taken aback. I didn't know why he was looking at me like that, until I heard his words. "Why are you acting? Why aren't you standing up for yourself as yourself? Are you that scared to express your feelings?" I stared at him in shock, the jocks joining me. There was only one thought in my mind: I've been found out. I ran out of the classroom. Then I continued on the half hour walk home I travel everyday. Then you can guess the rest.