Pain

Before I start this story, I'll introduce myself. I'm Willow. Willow Taylor. When i was 5, my mom died in a car accident and my dad was so torn he had to give me away to my aunt and uncle. They happened not to like me, so they sent me to this boarding school, half heart high. Do you know what it's like to not talk to anyone except for the teachers, telling me to catch up with the others?
I was beginning to catch up when I got the news that my dad had died of some weird illness. You think I've had a bad life? It got worse. When I came back from the boarding school for summer break, my aunt and uncle made me sit on a chair for hours and observe how perfect my cousin was. I was forced to watch her get new toys, clothes, music, and I, well, I never even got a new chair to sit on.
Time passed and I started not to see the point in life. My cousin and I had grown, we were 11. She, being brought up as the favourite, had started to get snobby And bitchy. She showed off to me, so soon I didn't even own the chair.
My aunt and uncle suddenly realised how bitchy and uncontrollable she was getting, so they sent her to a boarding school, too. My boarding school. She pretended to feel sorry for me and be nice to me in front of the teachers, but treated me badly in every place there wasn't a teacher. I became she "servant of the dormitory", having to fetch all the girls their stuff and make the beds for them. I hated it.
Soon after I was given away to my grandparents, And I didn't go to half heart high for a while, until Pain payed my grandma and me another little visit. My grandpa died a year after I was given away. My grandma was in such a state I had to go to half heart high because she had started to lose her mind. I on,y had one more choice - cutting. I did, but my grandma found out the next time I saw her. Although she was losing her mind, she could still remember a lot of things. It was only the beginning. She held me close. "There's no need to cut, sweetie," she cried. "Everything will be fine soon." But I don't recall anything getting better.
But the story really starts at half heart high, the first day after summer, when I was 16...

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