*huffs*I don't like this.I don't like this at all.

[Raven MacCuill]

Raven sat on top of a toilet lid,a scowl on her pale pink lips.Her blue and pink striped knee socks clashed badly with her bright orange converse.She had her knees close together her elbow resting on them and her chin resting on her fists.She had on a lime green shirt and a red tank top with black skulls on it.Her hair was a mess,for when she woke up and got dressed,she didn't think once about brushing it.Wincing,she took her chin off her fists and opened one.Inside it was a razorblade;it had cut her palm from her squeezing it too hard.While sitting in the bathroom stall,(she had been there all morning)she was deciding if she wanted to cut again.She hadn't down it for months now.And she was in one of her moods.One of the ones that made her so unhappy.She clenched her fist again,making the cut deeper,and set her chin on it.She huffed and muttered to herself,"I don't like this..I don't like this at all."She huffed again and closed her eyes.

And then she decided.She slowly opened her palm,which was now covered in blood,taking the razorblade in her hand.She slowly pressed it and slid it down her arm,over all the past scar."Oops.."She spoke softly,tears streaming out of her eyes.She raised it and did it again..And again..Until she just couldn't take it anymore.She let out a scream that she had been trying to hold in.The pretty bubble she had been shielded in popped.it was her fault,she was poking at it when she shouldn't have been.She collapsed to her knees,dropping the razorblade,blood dripping onto the floor.She set her head against the closed stall door,sobbing.

[Ema Black]

Ema heard a scream and rushed into the bathroom. She reconized the vioce. "RAVEN!" She screamed.

[Raven MacCuill]

"Ema?Oh god."She wiped the blood off her arm and the floor,picking up the razorblade and shoving it into her pocket.She wiped her tears away and stood up.