[A/N: sry guyssss I've been reAlly bust with exam and all that shit but I'm backk haha(:]
lemme just fast forward to 2015 yea?(: I am now 12 years and a half turning 13 this September 19 2015.. New Year party was great(: I had some beer and all those you'll probably have during New Years party's... after a while, school started. I am now in secondary school and I was excited because I got into the school of my choice! Pasir Ris Crest Secondary.. There was this really good looking Caucasian in my school but he was in express.. I had a massive crush on him but now? Nahhh haha.. I said hi to him n he said hi back. my friend Swetha was fangirling over him. she would do that EVERYDAY AND IT ANNOYED ME. Days went pass and I started to enjoy secondary life more. Since Fencing is my schools niche CCA, every new student had to go for tryouts. my class went for the tryouts. we had out scores taken down. The coach said that he will only take in the experienced fencers and those who are fit enough. the result day came and we all were in the hall. The teacher in charge for fencing said he was gonna call out a few people and they would have to come out and go to the side. He started off with my class. "From class 1/1: Desiree." when I heard my name, I was so happy because I always wanted fencing to be my CCA ever since I went for the trials. I had to fence against my friend Bella. I got 4 while she had 2. I was really happy because I got more points than Bella.. HAHAHA ////
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I HATE school so much... ): I'm getting bullied, made fun of, and I'm getting pushed around. My "friend" Bella? yea she's my bully. she cyber bully's me. I told my parents but they didn't do anything about it..): there was one day when I couldn't take it anymore. I sat in my room and locked myself in they to cry... I cried for a couple of hours.. I took my bag and found what I was looking for... my Blade... my bestfriend. I took it and rolled up my sleeves and took a look at my old cuts. I took my blade and pressed it into my skin and dragged it.. when I saw blood, I smiled to myself. I let the blood trickle down my wrist and drip onto the floor.. I did more cuts until I was satisfied. it looked like 50 over cuts. deep cuts.. slashes all over my arm.. I smiled again. as if I were insane... we'll skip to today. last night, my mum smacked me on my back really hard just because I didn't clean the living room. I started to have my asthma(I'm not born with asthma. it triggers when I'm stressed.) .... I took my inhaler and puffed it. I did one more puff and went to bed. I felt like running away from home. not forgetting, I'm grounded again till the end of the month. things have been hard ever since insyirah(my bff) left singapore ..):
[This is a true story. it's my life story.]
