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Confession

A girl sits in her dad's office, tears streak her face.

"When?" He asks.

She sniffles. "Last night." She almost laughs. She didn't even last a whole day.

"With what?"

"Scissors."

A girl is ashamed. But she knows this will not be the last time. Even as she wants it to be she know it won't. She's started a war. A war that can't be won in a single battle. She wonders if she'll even win at all. One day her blood might spill out in whole.

"I'm not mad. I did it too when I was a kid." Her father continues.

A girl laughs sourly in her mind. But your life sucked. Mine's perfect.