My Life (on hold)

part 2

On my way to class i saw him walking to his class and i swallowed my stomach. I sat through that class and finally the bell rang dismissing class. I walked to the lunch room and Brendan asked me to sit by him. I gladly accepted and sat down by him. We started talking about the kind of music we listen to, types of poetry and art that we like. Then he took a pen and wrote his number on my hand and told me to text him.

The last class of the day is AP Bio. i was walking down the aisle to my seat when Nicole's best friend Ashley decided she would stick her leg out and trip me. Yeah she tripped me. I got up, wiped the dirt off my skinny jeans and got in her face and whispered " Bitch if you ever do that again.." Just then Brendan grabbed my hand and pulled me to the seat right next to his. She is seriously lucky he did that or i would beat the crap out of her, He turned to me and said "Just ignore them they are not important, i am here for you" in his sweet and caring voice that made me feel all warm and gooey inside. Mr.Randson comes in and begins class.

I just sit there and zone out while drawing in my notebook instead of paying attention. I come back when i hear my name being called. Mr. Randson asks " Isabella do you know what happens when you mix Zinc and water?" I think about it for a second and respond with this," Mr. Randson there really is no reaction because the Zinc will just drop to the bottom of the water." He kinda gave me a shocked look like i was not gonna know the answer. He then smiled and told me i was correct. He then turns back and finishes showing the slide.

They bell rang and i headed to my locker. I get there to find a note that said, "You ever getting in my face again bitch, you will be very sorry that you did." I just laughed and threw the note into the trash.

I drove home listening to my new cd by Three Days Grace. I get home and go up to my room and i fall to the floor in tears.

"I can't take it, being bullied everyday. What the fuck did i do to make them hate me?" I get my razor blade that i hid from my brother and put it to my arm. I start to cut until the pains stops. I count the cuts, 1..2..3..4..5, wow that's the most i have done. My arm starts to bleed pretty bad so i go to the bathroom and clean it up. I wrap my arm up in gauze so my brother does not see that i still cut.

~Authors note~

Sorry it took me so long to update.

I really hope you guys like my story :) I am not promoting self harm, before you cut you should talk to someone to see if that helps. Or draw a butterfly on your wrist everytime you want to cut.