A Broken Smile
Trying to stop your sisters from arguing is kind of hard. Especially when both are stubborn. But this time I tried not to show my pain from their argument. Right when I walked into my room, I couldn’t hide it anymore. The tears just ran down my cheeks, and I was screaming for help from the inside. I was afraid I was going to start hurting myself again. I was afraid that I would leave more self inflicted wounds on my arm. I’m glad I didn’t. I’m glad my aunt came for me when I was thinking of doing damage.
Theme By: Heloísa Teixeira
