I never understood how people could just be broken. How they could be so broken in their soul that they could physically feel it as if they were being pounded down to nothing until they felt dead inside.

Now I understand. I finally understand the many ways you could kill someone without stopping their heart.

I hide my head under my hoodie as I step foot into my oh-so-amazing high school. I wouldn't even be here now if it was up to me but my mother was furious at me when I came home last night, demanding why I wasn't at school, why I was doing this to myself, why...