"Why is the whore crying" I heard someone say over all the yelling or should I say insults. This happens every single day ever since I was ten years old. I never knew why they treated me this way when I have never even talked to any of these kids. I don't even know why they call me all the names they do. Some include: slut, whore, fat ass, and bitch. I haven't even talked to a guy in my entire life. Well, that would be lying... But that's another story for another time.
The reason why I was crying was because I found out my dad died and I knew it was all my fault. Ever since I could remember my dad has always been disappointed in me and always loved my older sister, London. My parents lived in London at the time. She is currently 21 and is a magazine editor for the famous magazine 'yourself in my shoes.' The title honestly makes no sense but whatever, as long as she got payed lots of money my parents didn't care. I never knew why my dad hated me but I did know it was my fault because he killed himself... Because of me.
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Sorry it was short.... I just wanted to try and post something before I went to bed. Anyways, goodnight!
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The bridge
Teen FictionHi, my name is Brooklyn and I'm 17 years old. I live in Brooklyn, New York, hence my name. My parents didn't really care enough to name me so they named me after the city we live in. Anyways, this is my story of how I survive the bullying, my family...
