To Write Love on Her Arms
Prologue
During the month of September, Katie James wrote ‘Love’ on her wrist and blared ‘Make it
Stop’ by Rise Against. She spent time with her family and friends. Her routine never deviated: it was
always work during the week followed by shows on the weekend.
The 24 year-old was what everyone thought was her normal self but what did they know?
Nothing. They didn’t know that ever night she cried herself to sleep or that the pain in her chest
was getting worse. They had no idea she was barely eating and rarely sleeping. No one could hear
the thoughts flowing through her mind. No one looked in her green eyes long enough to know
she hated herself. To the world she was just there but soon she would become a statistic.
Stop’ by Rise Against. She spent time with her family and friends. Her routine never deviated: it was
always work during the week followed by shows on the weekend.
The 24 year-old was what everyone thought was her normal self but what did they know?
Nothing. They didn’t know that ever night she cried herself to sleep or that the pain in her chest
was getting worse. They had no idea she was barely eating and rarely sleeping. No one could hear
the thoughts flowing through her mind. No one looked in her green eyes long enough to know
she hated herself. To the world she was just there but soon she would become a statistic.
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I have not written for a while and this story will be a form of theraphy for me. I ask that all comments be on a positive note. This means I don't mind criticize but I don't want to hear anyone talking bad about people who commit or try to commit suicide. Thank you for reading.