Bullied

Chapter one

-Jayden Pov-

"My name is Jayden St.Clarie. I am sixteen and I go to Ridge-way High school. I am being bullied but I will not kill myself because I am loved by others. I am pretty, I am smart, and I am kind." I say into my mirror. This exercise helps me get the bad thoughts away. I wish I was okay. School is scary. I am bullied everyday. Why you might wonder? I have no idea. I am like every other girl at my school. But it seems that I am just an outsider. Why do people hate me? I guess I will never find out.

"Jade! Come here I need you to do something for me!" My mom yells from down stairs.

"Okay! Let me change first!" I yell back. I grab some jeans and a white shirt from my closet. I take off my pj's and put on my jeans and shirt. I grab my Converse and socks and run down the stairs. I walk to the kitchen while putting on my shoes.

"Jade sweetie can you cut some roses from the garden, I need some for work." I nod my head and grab a pair do gloves and scissors and head to the garden. I cut some roses and head back inside.

"Thanks sweetie..." She saw blood on the stem and so did I. I look at my wrist and notice I cut myself with the thorn. How come I didn't feel it?

"Sorry mom I didn't feel it and I just saw it right now. I will go cover this cut up." I say. She nods her head and I run to the bathroom and grab some band aids and wrap it up. I look at the time. 7:45.
"Oh shit I am gonna be late. " I say to myself
I grab my backpack and run to the kitchen where my mom is.
"Mom we gotta go." I say

"Okay get in the car." My mom says. I nod my head and go into my moms white Volkswagen. My mom gets in to the car. We pull out off the drive way and head to the hell called school . I grab my wrist because the pain is so bad. As I look out the wind I glance back at my wrist and feel the pain.The bullies are like that thorn. They may hurt me deeply but that cut and those bullies can't kill me.