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1:18 AM
Ocean was laying in her bed staring up at the ceiling. A sense of… numbness throughout her body. Her parents hit her today. While they definitely abused her verbally, it rarely got physical. Their rude remarks and degrading insults though they made her feel shitty, they also felt normal almost, like it was just another part of her daily routine. Physical stuff however, was different. It rarely happened, so when it did happen she felt more than shitty. She felt like a failure, like something gross, like a waste of space.
Ocean looked around at her boring old room and spotted a pencil sharpener. She had only ever heard of ‘self-harm’ on tiktok.
“Can you imagine if the Ocean O’Connell Rosenberg stooped down to such a low level?” She thought to herself. “The thought of people being aware that I’m struggling makes me feel nauseous!” Her brain added.
Ocean would never. She needs to look perfect! She needs to be perfect.
But in the back of her mind she thought, maybe people noticing isn’t… bad. Maybe she could get help, maybe she could finally be taken from the hell she is forced to call home.
Ocean didn’t care about her image anymore.
She stood up from her bed and walked over to it, picking it up, and a small screwdriver she had for fixing things in her room. She walked back to her bed and unscrewed the blade.
1:43 AM
Shit.
1:45 AM
Ocean: you up??
H3ADL3SSD0LL: Yeag why? Yiu ok.?.
Ocean: no.
H3ADL3SSD0LL: you wsnnf talm aboiy it
Ocean: not really…
H3ADL3SSD0LL: oksy, jusr kniq im here fpr yiu<3
Ocean: thank you…<3
H3ADL3SSD0LL: wsnna matxg yswrs? And slerp csll? Might mske yiu frel betyer?
Ocean: i would appreciate that.
Ocean changed Ocean’s username to Oce<33
Ocean changed H3ADL3SSD0LL’s username to Pen<33