The girl who had no one

That day

It all started of like a normal day I dragged myself out of bed but today I had a horrible feeling something bad was going to happen but I still went on getting dressed. I looked at myself in the mirror disgusted of what I saw all the names they called me 'ugly' 'fat' all staring back at me. I pulled my clothes round my shrinking waistline and creep down the stairs hoping I don't wake my mum up. I breathe a heavy breathe as I walk out the door.
As I get into school I got to put everything into my locker, as I put the key in and try to turn it it don't turn I try my hardest but I don't. Suddenly I hear someone about my name I turn round reluctantly and see and book flying towards me. Before my instincts kick in the book hits me in the face and I fall to the floor. Everyone starts laughing at me I get up crying out of embarrassment and run into the only place I feel safe, the only place no one goes, the girls toilets.
I lock my slef in one of the cubicals and pull out what seems like my only friend a blade so shiny I could see my reflection in it. I pull my sleeve up revealing the ever lasting pain. I look down at my arm seeing all the scars wondering how my life got to this point, I put the blade to my arm, push down on it and drag releasing the blood. My relief is apparent as I sigh.
I creep out the cubical praying no one hears me, I hear the rusty hindges on the door start to squeak open. I jump back into the same cubical hoping and praying they don't hear me.
I thought to myself I know them voices, its the popular girls. I tripped over the sanitary bin and made a loud noise.
They all pulled me out kicking and punching me everywhere. All I could concentrate on was hiding my arms. All they was shouting was "your worthless, no one likes you not even your own mum, you should just kill yourself."
Everyone ran in to watch, then the teachers run in dragging the girls off me. After sitting with the principal he sent me home.
When I got home all I could do was think about what they were saying I knew what I needed/wanted to do, I ran to the shed and got the big rope out. I tied it to my woardrobe and wrote a note (I didn't think my mum would read it but I needed to write it) I stood on a chair and looked at the picture of my dad that I kept on the wall and whispered "we're finally going to be back together daddy, see you when I get there." I looked up and jumped off the chair, finally all the pain was gone, all the bullying over with, I was free.