Please Save Me.

The Truth Beholds

I am from a ocean in witch words cannot define me. DONT under estimate me for I am powerful in control over myself although it may not always be great. You are true in the words you speak but it doesn't matter weather you do or don't belive them. I am Jamias Leanne Corterz. I will not let YOUR WORDS DEFIND MY NATURAL BEAUTY! I am tall and will forever hold it up! I.... Eh ...oh...oh no... Not again. Ahhhhhhh! I sob quietly as I quickly run into the nearby stall. Once again I am defeated by myself lost in my own battle although my heart us still ablaze my mind has wondered into another time. The words I speak of are not only false but I cannot explain them. They do not describe ME! I am not confident in any way! I am broken down into a pit so demanding it would kill.
The angry bell rings in a high pitch.

I don't walk to class I sit and cry about how pathetic I am. My grades are high, standards low. I will just say I was at my councillor. She will give me a note after I explain and we talk for about 30 mins. Dont get me wrong I love Nancy but sometimes I cant tell her everything and I will never! I stand up exhaust at my pathetic "practice" I splash the unsatisfying cool water on my face and look at me. Despicable! A descrase to humans! I slap myself firmly to knock off the selfish attempt of sympathy. I walk out and walk down the narrow hallway to Nancy's  room.

The hallway witch is decorated in the various painting and such makes me sick to my stomach...so bright... Vibrent! Extra special...Ewwwy! It makes me suddenly nauseous. I fall to the ground, dizzy, irritated, sick. I scatter to the wall as I pulled myself to higher ground....my feet. I rip one by one the painting of from the already beautiful wall... It's white. After I rip every single one off except the black and white and gorry ones. I tear them into shreads and I spit on everyone. I continue walking like it never happened. I see the art teacher walk down the hallway she lays on her knees by the torn paper she even crys. Wow. And I though I was.... Never mind. She taught those kids that she helped them with it....she even hung them herself. I torn them.... Destroyed them. I... Eh never mind. I reach Nancy's office and barge in. Suddenly my fake tears begin to flow.

"Jamie!? What is a madder!? Speak to me honey! Come. Come. Sit down." Nancy studdered. As she guided me to the chair like a puppy I started feeling uncomfortable.

"I... I...was wondering if I... I could get a pass. For being late to...to... Class. " I shook as I let out the words one by one.

"oh... Oh... Oh sweety....not again. Did you practice your self conscious at all!? Geez. I hope you did." Nancy questioned.

"Yes. Yes. That is what I was doing...in the bathroom. " I explained.

"Oh. Wonderful! How did it go? "she wondered all this things that keeped exploding in side my head. How did it go? Really.

"GREAT! " I lied.  I was horrible at it but didn't to save my skin.  I felt dirty when I did it but yeah...

"Oh really now... Did you know that some kids were calling you a slut... I think there was words said like filthy pathictic bitch!? I'm sure you don't believe so I shouldn't bother you with my words... Right!? " she intimidated me.  The word were quite harsh... I trued to hold back my tears.  We're these really true!?  I started bawling." awe how bout we just sign these paper, yes!?" she sighed it and I started to walk out the door but she stopped me.  " hold on Jamie! "

"ye-ye-yes Nancy!? " I shuddered hardcore.  A smirk was acrossed her face... An evil one. 

"You do know that you have no self-respect. I made all of that stuff up but we all know it's true!" she snared. I shook in horror... I quickly left the room in hurtfulness.

I ran into the bathroom and quickly locked the stall behind me... I reached into my bad and pulled out... A razor.

 1 cut, 2 cut, 5 cuts, 8 cuts, 20 cuts, 40 cuts, 80 cuts, its so funny how things can go so far. I wish i was dead, nobody would miss me, they don't want me now, they never did, never will... I only have one person who legit cares. Ive been in love with him for what seems forever, But we will never be a actual thing. Ill never have his babies, or marry him, or spoil our grandkid. So, he can get the fuck over it!

The bell rings and the floor is covered in blood, FUCK! A few girls barge into the bathroom,... and scream. They run out and i wrap up and bolt, later on i there will be big trouble in here so i hurry along.