Dealing with the Pain

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As I was lying on my bed ready to sleep thoughts were whirling around in my head like a hurricane but with no calm eye of the storm. I was scared and confused. I wanted to run away.
Why was everyone ignoring me? Was I invisible now? Was I just jumping to conclusions? Do they hate me? Or was it a misunderstanding?

Those thoughts were the bigger questions. And there were smaller ones that just made it worse. I knew it wasn't as bad as of the stories I heard and it was going to be ok. What I didn't know I was totally wrong.

  I woke up to the sound of my phone going off  for a notification. I looked at my phone it said.
Direct link: You ugly ...  45 3:25

I opened up my phone to see the rest it said
You ugly bitch you are a fucking whore. Why would you sleep with Andrew he's my fucking boyfriend.

I also read things like.
You're an attention whore, no one cares about you you should be dead.

I felt so sad and depressed that moment I knew that I could not go to school today. I told my mom that I was sick but she didn't listen because she didn't care. Which made me even more depressed. I wanted to end my life but I didn't want to die. I just cried until my eyes dried up like a dessert. I went downstairs to get some ice cream when I noticed that on the news they were talking about the death of Amanda Todd. I dropped my bowl and ran to my laptop. I opened it up and I searched her name I found her video and I cried even more.

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