Some time later I got new friends. I was still wounded, but I thought I would give it a chance. They were okay in the beginning and one of the group members a girl, we will call Melanie was telling to me all the things the girl group said about me. I didn't know what to believe, because she was my friend before and she had a deep lying issue. She constantly lies about her life. And I saw her with them too, so why wouldn't she talk trash about me too?
Well people started to bully our group and say that we were all pretending to be depressed. I felt bad, because it was my fault the group got so much hate. They recorded videos of us. And they were saying very horrible things about us.
For example:
"Why can't they just hang themselves?"
"Fucking freaks!"
"Those people are the emo fucks who gather in the bathroom, probably passing a gun to eachother."
"Kaos will become a schoolshooter soon enough."
And so what if I became a schoolshooter? I mean can you blame schoolshooters for doing that to the whole school? The fucking school fucked them up. Nobody was by their side.. They were lonely.. They just wanted love.. And then you make a big thing about them, when sometimes violence is the only way to shut people the fuck up.
" Schoolshooters don't shoot without a reason. The reason is people like you, who don't shut the fuck up. "
- Kaos
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Scars that Never Heal
Poetry"Depression has played a huge part in my life as long as I can remember. It is my only problem, that plays a huge part in me, that ruins my life, my happiness, my hope and my relationships. I feel worthless, talentless, ugly, stupid, dumb, unlovable...
