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Scars

{Prologue}

****Casy's P.O.V****
I grab the razor as I'm standing, looking in the mirror. all I see is an ugly girl. I take the razor, I lightly push down a little making scratches, it wasn't enough. I pushed down harder moving faster feeling the burning pain in my arm, but my body, oh no, no pain was felt there all I felt was the urge to go deeper until blood gushes out of me. so I did faster and harder and deeper until I had enough. I got the rag with already dry blood from times before. you want to know how I got here, well here's my story leading up to present day.

when I was in 1st grade I was made to move to California. God, it sucked. I was bullied and teased. I only had one friend leading me up to 2nd grade, my dad died from suicide (A/N this is actally true for me except it happened a month after I was born). my mother was so sad and made us move to get a new life.

so by 5th grade I was in a shitty town. none lived there so I had no friends. witch made me get teased again so I learned about this thing called cutting. at first it wasn't bad a few marks then and there then, I got deeper.

then we moved because my mom married a disgusting man I call my step father so we moved to Australia. the first year wasn't so bad I just got into middle school. then I met my bestfriend Lena. but there was one thing, her step brother he hated her so he hated me. I was only in year 7 when I was harassed by him, he touched me a way I didn't like. oh and his friend were worse Calum, and, oh and don't even get me started on Amber. she's a slut that I see making out with Ashton every day.

so now you see why im doing this my life sucks, all anyone see's me as is a quit girl, always has headphones in and always where's long sleeves. Lena is the same she cuts too, same reason as me. i just fucking hate them so much, if Calum loved Amber so much why does he practically rape me all the time.

it's like i was not made for this world, i brake down every single day and cry as they all kick me. i come home every day bloody brusies, my mom doesn't care she's too busy having sex with my step father who i hate and she knows it. i don't want to hear it anymore I'm supposed to die soon, and once it happens I''l be happy.

i just need someone to save me and to care about me to kiss me to love me to beat everyone who bullys me, but i know that won't happen, until i saw Luke Hemmings walk into our class room.