Pick and Choose

Intro to Jamie

Well hello there. My name is Jamie and I am in high school. I never really told anyone but I am addicted to Team Crafted. They are the best. Also I have not really told anyone this but I suffer from self harm and anxiety attacks.

My life is the worst. I hate myself from this I can't get over it but when i watch Team Crafted they make me happier and alive. My friend Haylee is also addicted to them. She has other friends more than me. Her friends bully me and she does not know that. I hate myself for being ugly its not the best. At everything I do is my best but I just get bullied all the time. It would be my dream to meet Team Crafted. I would love to do that one day.

I forgot to tell you that I am 5.5 and I have dark blue eyes and dark brown hair. Haylee has dark brown hair and brown eyes and she is 5.4. I am in grade 12 and going to college next year. In North Carolina and guess what. That is where Team Crafted lives. Maybe I will see them when I am there. My odds they won't see me but who know. Well I should get ready for school. I hate school having to see everyone everyday that hates me. I hear my mom yelling at me.

"Jamie get down here the bus is here."
"Yes mom." I yell down the stairs and grab my bag and grab a muffin and leave. I get onto the bus and look for a seat. Everyone takes the seats and when I see haylee she is up at the front hanging with her friends like always.

"Hey loser!" One of the kids from the back yell.

"Whats wrong. Hungry, feel like you want to die. Well go ahead." Another person yells from the back and all their friends startti laugh.

"Haylee did you hear that?" I ask her and look at her.

"No Jamie hear what?" Haylee said to me and I roll my eyes and go find a empty seat near the middle of the bus.

"Hey loser. Do you need some food. Or are you trying to get skinnier because I think you should do that." A person yells from the back. This time I ignore all the comments from now on and put my music in so I cant hear them. Then someone taps my shoulder I ignore them. Then it happens again, and then I take my earbuds out.

"WHAT!" I yell loud at the people behind me.

"We wanted to give u a note so you can read it." The one guy says.

"You know what I hate you guys why don't you find someone else to pick on and leave me alone!" I yell and turn around ready to cry. Then the note is thrown at me and I am stupid enough to read it.

Hey fat face I think you should cut down on the food. Maybe you should not eat at all. It would help us out if you would not take up the whole 2 seats on the bus. Also my friend says that you should go die because no one wants you hear. Not even what do you call it your best friend Haylee see the way she treats you. Saying she doesn't hear. I think she wants you dead as well. And while your at it kill your parents as well so they can live a happy life without you. They don't want you in there life they don't even care for you. Like look at what your wearing. It looks like you came out of the dumpster. Of and by the way. You have no friends and go die in a hole or slit your wrists.

Then all the people back there laugh at my reaction. I realize I am crying and not meaning to. Then I look down at my phone and see it has a text message from Haylee.

Hey Jamie if you ever need to talk I am right here for you. I want to let you know.

I bet that's not her because what the people said to me hurt and I don't know why I am even here. They are right I am fat and I should die.

I don't know what to do anymore. I just need to get threw this day and hopefully not get worse I need to smarten up and realize they are just people.