My name is Ava, I cut myself. I don't know why I do it, I just get the feeling of cutting myself and I just do it.

When I was in my car with my brother, Cryan, I slowly grabbed my blade out of my pocket and slit my arm, I tried not to let Cryan see it. He kept looking over to me, wondering where all of the cuts on my arms were coming from.

One Saturday morning, I was just finishing making breakfast, when I heard a scream coming from my brothers room, I rushed upstairs to see what was happening, I was shocked at the scene before me.

Cryan was holding a lit cigarette to his palm, I immediately snatched it away from him and asked why he did it, he told me "If you don't like seeing the people you love hurting themselves, why do you hurt yourself?". I took a moment to register his words.

I immediately apologized for hurting myself and my brother, therefore I never hurt myself ever again.

The End.

(Sorry if this is super short)
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