⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This chapter contains: Gore and blood.
Let's start from the way beginning. I was born on March 3rd not telling the year I was born though.
I was born in Texas, but there's someone in this story that changes everything..
In Pre-K this is how I used be. I used to have these spikey balls to help me concentrate. But you know some kids just don't play nice.
I was bullied my whole year of Pre-K but you know there are some teachers that are helpful, right? Wrong, my school didn't care for me at all. They always said "sharing is caring." With a big happy smile.
I got fead up with it so I told my mom about it. Let's just say I had to get a therapist for my anger and anxiety. They took me to this room with this very nice lady she all kinds of toys I can play with..
Once I got into 2nd grade that's when it all changed...
I was only in the playground just playing with the wood chips.. Until... A girl up to me. She said she wanted to play some hide and seek. I was the seeker.
She said "Go to the stairs to count." I did as I was told.. I started to count.. Suddenly I felt my slip from under me and end up behind my back.. She was trying to break arm I can feel the pain rising in my arm.
I.. I bit her... I saw blood coming from my nose.. The teacher called me instead of her..
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I hoped you liked part 1 of my story I'll write 2 parts each day. Love you guys and drink and eat please you beautiful beans. Love you all. 302 words😝✌️
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•°The Girl Behind The Mask°•
Non-FictionThis is the story about what I was going through when someone special to me passed away. This story will have: gore,blood,self harm,some smut,sexual and mental abuse. This story will have warnings on each chapter so you know what's to come ( if you...
