Here's how everything started. It was maybe the forth week after we became friends and I found out they talk about me behind my back so I texted them one night and was questioning them. They said they never did like me and things like that. It hurt me very badly. I cried almost the entire night. Ever since that night every time they would see me in school they would laugh and throw things at me. They would also kick me and push me down. One time they push down all my book in the girls bathroom toilet. I thought there were my real friends. I thought I could count on them. But things change. And I was wrong. I will never be good enough for people. My mom can't even keep and boyfriend because of me. Everythings always my fault. It's not fair. Everyone's life seems so easy. I just want my real dad back. He'll know what to do.
