She was a broken youth thought she was perfect. She wasnt far from it. corrupted from the inside out. She thought she was big the biggest was her long snout. A bully, was only one names she was given, but she didnt care only to make others feel how she really. But what we didnt know is what she did no one could have guessed it. she used a blade to slash her skin, the relief of all her emotion was set loose as the blood dripped down her hand she sat on the floor crawled in a ball. Next she came to school she put a smile on her face but of course smile was indefinetely fake. She lost all her friends and now shes only got one. The group that left were angry, then a romour got around about the ring leader of the group. He got angry. He began to shout. She got home and was sad, she reached for heer blade which seemed like her only friend at the time but was to drained to lose any more blood but the only emotion she feeling was suicidal.
Moral- no one should feel like suicide is there last option.
But at the same time know where you stand no one is better than anybody else.
