When i was a 9 year old girl my life was "normal" if i can say it that way. I went to school, Had a good relationship with my mom. I was bullied but it i thought that was normal, That they did that to everyone. I started to notice that it wasn't so i stood up for myself. I then got really bad anger issues like my dad. I always had a fight about absolutely nothing. I ran away a lot, got suspended a few times. And i trew things to teachers. I always bullied my class mates and had fights with them,They got scared of me so started bullying me. I was the weird kid in class the ugly,fat,anoying one. by this time i was 11. My dad was drunk most of the time, he beaded me up a lot, even when he wasn't drunk. i didn't tell anyone because i was verry scared of what wloud happen. one time i got back to school with a few bruises and told my teacher. They called my dad and he needed to go to my school. He was playing innocent. By that time i had therapy that only made me feel more down.
Now im here as a 14 year old girl.
I have a lot more to tell.
Im looking forward to tell my story!.
