i was walking to the nurses office instead of the restroom. on my way there i could but help but to talk out loud
"what the hell am i suppose to do? how could i do this? and for a stupid fucking guy!?"
opening the door to the nurse was terrifying. i walked in and when up to the lady behind the desk
"um i had an accident" and exposed my arm. the lady behind the desk was shocked as were the other students in the waiting room.
she quickly got me to the nurses office, kicking out the boy she was previously attending, and all attention came to me. the nurse was first asking how it happened. i lied.
"i got caught in a fence." somehow she ended up believing me and called school security so i could tell them what 'fence i got caught on'.
they put bandages on my arm and closed the hole that was now on my arm. they informed me that i was going to need stitches and i was going to have to go to the hospital. they called my parents telling them that i had an accident of some sort. while my mom and sister were on their way to the school, i had sent the school police on a wild goose chase for the fence that cut me open. the school nurse noticed my other arm and saw old scars and fresh new cuts.
"was it really a fence or did you cut yourself?"
i knew i was screwed so i came clean. i told the officers, the school psychologist, and the nurse that i did it myself but did not mention the involvement of the other students. they asked me where the blade was. the blade was in a hidden place and i lied to them and told them it was in a trash can near my biology class. when they went to go look for it, my mother and sister arrived. the psychologist explained to my mother about how it was a self inflicted wound. she began to cry and my sister was on the verge of tears. while all of us were talking about having me get a psych evaluation, the officers came in telling me they did not find the blade. i did not change my story and said it was in that specific trashcan. They looked again and did not find it so they had no choice but to lockdown the school. once it was time for dismissal, i was taken to the hospital. once i got to the hospital they gave me a room. outside my room the hospital assigned a security officer to my room. i was put on suicide watch. i was not allowed to be left alone in the room at any time. there was a tv in the room and i keep watching it to distract me. my mother kept trying to talk to me but i ddnt want to talk. about 5 hours later, they started treating me,
"what the hell am i suppose to do? how could i do this? and for a stupid fucking guy!?"
opening the door to the nurse was terrifying. i walked in and when up to the lady behind the desk
"um i had an accident" and exposed my arm. the lady behind the desk was shocked as were the other students in the waiting room.
she quickly got me to the nurses office, kicking out the boy she was previously attending, and all attention came to me. the nurse was first asking how it happened. i lied.
"i got caught in a fence." somehow she ended up believing me and called school security so i could tell them what 'fence i got caught on'.
they put bandages on my arm and closed the hole that was now on my arm. they informed me that i was going to need stitches and i was going to have to go to the hospital. they called my parents telling them that i had an accident of some sort. while my mom and sister were on their way to the school, i had sent the school police on a wild goose chase for the fence that cut me open. the school nurse noticed my other arm and saw old scars and fresh new cuts.
"was it really a fence or did you cut yourself?"
i knew i was screwed so i came clean. i told the officers, the school psychologist, and the nurse that i did it myself but did not mention the involvement of the other students. they asked me where the blade was. the blade was in a hidden place and i lied to them and told them it was in a trash can near my biology class. when they went to go look for it, my mother and sister arrived. the psychologist explained to my mother about how it was a self inflicted wound. she began to cry and my sister was on the verge of tears. while all of us were talking about having me get a psych evaluation, the officers came in telling me they did not find the blade. i did not change my story and said it was in that specific trashcan. They looked again and did not find it so they had no choice but to lockdown the school. once it was time for dismissal, i was taken to the hospital. once i got to the hospital they gave me a room. outside my room the hospital assigned a security officer to my room. i was put on suicide watch. i was not allowed to be left alone in the room at any time. there was a tv in the room and i keep watching it to distract me. my mother kept trying to talk to me but i ddnt want to talk. about 5 hours later, they started treating me,
