This is going to be a fictional story and I would really like some constructive criticism on it so far!.
Barely awake I lay curled up in my red doona, clutching my left wrist in agony as my body trembled from the coldness I felt!. Cold in the middle of summer was indeed not a good sign!. Images began flooding my mind, my brother running in coming to wake me only to find me lying their cold like a stone!. My heart and soul gone forever!. I stared up at the ceiling how dark and scary it looked at night!. Any second I thought a ghost of some passing relative would appear and while staring at me with its cold, penetrating eyes would say, ‘you are not welcome here Alexa, I thought you would know that already’!. Then smiling its deceitful smirk would disappear becoming only a memory!. My grave thoughts were interrupted, as one by one little pricks of pain began to slither up my arm, I could feel it beginning to win the fight!. It knew I was far too weak for its darkness!. I felt stupid lying their in my bed, not knowing what was happening!. My heart was racing like a fire engine, “just breathe in and out” I repeated to myself, “just in and out”!. Everyone thing suddenly went blurry and then, just like that, I was lost in the darkness of my bedroom!.
“beep… beep… beep” groaning I slammed my hand down on the alarm clock!. “Idiot” I whimpered as I shook my hand like a mad women, trying to rid the throbbing pain!. How many times I had hurt myself with the little piece of metal had w!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!.!. and it goes on!.Www@QuestionHome@Com