𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐞𝐧

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Short "side" chapter Not a continuation

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Short "side" chapter
Not a continuation.

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Fighting stories of the past

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WARNING: This short chapter contains mentions of past bullying, mental health issues, harassment, self-harm and attempted suicide.

"Did I ever tell you the reason why my parents decided to move to Shadyside?" Lexy asked Ziggy trying to lighten up the mood.

"Wasn't it because you were expelled from school?" Ziggy questioned as Lexy shook her head.

"Yes and no. I lived in the beautiful state of Sunnyvale, Ohio for 10 years of my life." Lexy started sarcastically "I was only 9 when I realized that maybe I was different from the other kids, I didn't know if it was bad or good... I was questioning and thinking about things a 9 year shouldn't...so I told my parents."

"They didn't know what was wrong, but they did know I was different, but they weren't bothered and accepted it as me growing up, but they decided to take me to a therapist... I didn't understand why, and they told me not to tell anyone. I didn't."

"At some point I started hearing voices and I started having panic attacks and I guess that was the main reason why they told me not tell anyone."

"Did you ever learn why all of these things were happening?" Ziggy asked.

"I would have to say it was mix of me learning about my sexuality, my mental health degrading and the trauma that I had to endure" Lexy answered while thinking about those moments.

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At the age of ten people started noticing my change in behavior, they noticed the way I dressed and expressed myself and saw it as a bad thing, you know how this asshole can be... I became an outcast because I was "different" and when I finally stood up for myself all of a sudden, I was the bad guy.

I finally defended myself on a fight, fought with some preppy girl and ended getting in trouble. Everyone blamed me for the fight and said I started it, and I ended up getting a week's suspension.

When I went back things just got worse, they called me names and pushed me around. Most of the kids that caused me so much pain were older than me, not a surprise that they picked on someone younger and weaker.

I was the white light trying to get out of a black room because of that I became the main and only target.

This went on for a year before the accident happened... I was only a kid, I knew I didn't have to endure shit from others like that and I told my parents and they tried so hard to help me, put me in different classes, changing my schedule but nothing helped.

They planned on moving me to another school, but I knew it was going to be the same. I got really tired, and my mind clouded with thoughts that no child must go through... and I did what I thought was best... I locked myself in the bathroom while my parents went out... took a bunch of pills and... harmed myself... next thing I know I blacked out.

When I woke up, I realized my attempt had failed as I could hear beeping on the place, I was in. My parents had found me, knocked down the bathroom door. I had been out for a couple of weeks... I lost a lot of blood and they had to pump my stomach, is a surprise how I'm still alive.

My parents freaked out when I was awake and scolded me for what I did but then they cried... it was the most tears I have seen fall from my parent's eyes. They apologized and blamed themselves for not being able to protect me like they wanted.

Months passed and I was finally discharged from the hospital, and my parents made the decision to move towns. They thought it was time, Sunnyvale had caused enough heartbreak.

Everyone knew how unlucky Shadyside was, but it was the best they could do, so we moved.

You know they say Sunnyvale is supposed be the "good" side but nothing good every occurred to me while living there. It was a nightmare.

And things weren't that better at Shadyside, but I did find some pretty cool people on the way to recovery, don't you think?" Lexy finished with a slight smile while looking at Ziggy.

"Yeah, you did." Ziggy responded as she teared up.

This is a short "side" story that I had saved in the drafts but never posted

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This is a short "side" story that I had saved in the drafts but never posted.
I hope you all enjoy.

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