"She bought it completly" "Every bit of it? The scars and everything?" "And then some." "Good, keep this up and that nasty little rumor about you won't leak out to the school." *** Grace was feeling good about her self. She had met someone who could relate in some manner. SHe'd never let anyone know she was a cutter. Nor did she allow anyone to see her cry. At least since her mothers death. Maybe there was a bit of hope for something to go right since her mothers' death. not today i'm going to stay happy today, no thinking of sad thoughts...not today Today wasn't her day to go to the shelter and since she lost her job Grace had no choice but to go home. She walked up to the door, put her key in the door knob and prepared herself for some sort of horror. She slowly turned the key and cracked the door slightly open.... nothing.. So she opened the door and closed her eyes.. nothing.. No one was home. Grace was in disbelief this was something she'd never seen before.. Probally didn't have enough liquor so they had to go out. A coupple of hours later, still there was no one home so Grace made herself dinner. NOt that was a new thing but first time in her own home had she had a meal. Still at 10 o'clock no one was home. And as crazy as it sounded Grace was worried. Dispite the fact of the abuse and the drinking she still cared. But she knew she'd be yelled at more for caring. So she went to wash up and go to bed. Her brusies were slightly darker since this morning. Then again maybe it was the make up. After washing her face she noticed that her face wasn't as swelled up as it was before. "o well, they'll go away." She had forgotten that she had cut again today so when she looked down and saw more lines than she saw on Brianna. It wasn't until today had she realized how many times she had cut herself. "i'm going to stop this." she said outloud as if someone was listening. She washed up her arm and went to bed with better hopes for tomorrow and a smile on her face.