Why does this happen to me. I'm ugly and fat enough as it is. Why does everyone hate me. I finally had a normal life until it was taken away from me.
My dad got a promotion half way across the world so now I'm being forced to leave all my friends, (not that I have a ton of friends) and my whole life in Australia and move to California.
You would think I suffered enough from all the abuse I used to get from my sister but no, I'm always being punished. Everyone says that she never existed along with my brother that I have so many memories with. Memories that can't be fake. I'm still convinced they're out there which makes me excited and horrified.
I shouldn't complain though, I deserve every second of this torture. I bring nothing but bad luck, I'm fat, ugly, and a no good slut. Everyone feels bad for me but I hate it when I get pity. I don't deserve pity.
I finally thought I was done being punished when my sister moved out but I geuss not.
It's now 640 and I have exactly 20 minutes to catch my flight. After I finish packing the last of my stuff I pull out a cigarette and light it up. I know what your thinking, 'smoking gives you lung cancer' but I don't give a fuck. I'm just going to die eventually anyway so why prolong it.
I'm interrupted from my cigarette by my mom calling "Ally, come on we have to go." I literally screamed kill me inside of my head. I quickly through my cigarette out the window and headed downstairs to go destroy my life.
Well let's get this over with. Goodbye old life, hello hell.
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I'm now on the airplane looking down at my home, watching as it slowly dissappears from my veiw. This was really it. No more friends. No more life. I felt a tear roll down my cheek so I ran to the airplanes bathroom and locked the door. I pulled my emergency razor out of my purse and roughly dragged it across my previously cut wrists. I held back the pain and welcomed the releive i felt. Pain is the only thing that makes me feel better because it's all I deserve.
I wrap my wrists with some bandages I keep in my purse and walk back to my seat. My parents didn't question where I was or what caused the bandages on my wrists. They don't care enough to ask. I geuss that's just my life. I can't imagine what it's going to be like in my new town.
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RandomAlly was just a normal girl living her life with tons of friends. She was truly happy. Yeah... no. Ally Summers was abused by her so called sister her along with her brother dissapeared and no one remembered them. Ally lived her life being depress...
