At the begenning of this year(sophmore year) and all of last year I have been sad. I have cut and wanted to die and no one knew.
So a cupple of days ago I was put in a group in my world history class. We were supposed to be sharing the information we had gotten from the previous day with our other group. It just so happens that no one was doing their work. My group members were Dalton, Zeke, Marcus, and Xander. Whenever we got in the groups I sat down Zeke to my right, Dalton behind Zeke, Marcus behind me, and Xander to my left.
When we all got settled I noticed Xander had her ear buds in and pulled har quarter length sleves down and held them in the palm of her hands. At first, I brushed it off. After a few minutes I kept looking over to her one time her sleve fell and. I saw. I saw the dried blood marks all on her arm. I, still, like a true ass hole ignored it. I didnt know what to say; I talked to Zeke and Dalton.
Then I had thought I wish someone had noticed me and asked if I was doing okay. So thats what I did I turned to her and asked, “Hey Xander, are you okay?”. She answered with a “Yeah” we are in first period together too (theatre class) so I tried to keep up a conversation with that, it only lasted a few minutes. The next day, in first period, I talked to her just a friendly hi and a little talking. Everyday I see her a little happier.
Everyday, everywhere we see each other she always smiles. I believe that I actually helped her a little bit.