Ugly. Loser. Fat. This is the pain that I wake up to everyday. But they get worse as I scroll down my Twitter feed. My only friend is Maddie. What happens if she turns on me? What would I do? My mum doesn't care, she doesn't know how much pain I go through and whenever I try to explain all I get back is "get a grip". It's true, no one in this world understands me, or what I'm going through. Don't even get me started on school. In the halls I just wander and in lessons I just bury my head under the desk, wrapped in the warmth of my arms, and think about nothing other than pain. The emotional pain that I'm having to live with everyday. Everyday I get weaker. Emotionally weaker...

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I hope you have enjoyed part one. I will upload tomorrow, maybe tonight. Love you all!!!

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