Save Me From Myself

When It All Began

Bella's POV (11 years earlier) (5 years old)

I was playing in the school yard minding my own business playing house with my friends Lexy, Hailey and Skyler.
I was already used to kind of being picked on at this point because I was already 15 pounds heavier than every other person in my grade.

This time though, was the first time I had been downright bullied. I was playing house and I was a mommy, my friends played my kids, as well as a basketball that we used as a baby because we couldn't bring our dolls to school in fear that someone would steal them.

While we were playing I dropped the ball and turned around to pick it up when a 5th grader decided to pick it up. I thought they were just going to give it back to me but they threw it to their friend.

I was just a little kid so I said "please don't do that its my baby please don't drop it you'll hurt it."

They turned to me and laughed and kept throwing it around. I got upset and a girl that was with the two boys said in a tone that wasn't exactly nice, "come on guys give her back her baby." she laughed and they joined in.

The guy that had the ball said "alright fine." And threw it on the ground close to me. I started crying and ran away and hid in a corner, only then did the guys realize they'd gone too far.

I had a friend in grade 5 and she came over to me and asked me what was wrong. I didn't know how to explain it so I just shook my head. She pulled my mittened hands away from my face, which was when I realized a bunch of people had crowded around me.

She said "I can't help if I don't know what happened, what made you sad?"

I didn't wanna talk so I just pointed to the kid that did it and she stood up turned around walked up to them and said "what's your problem? You're older than her grow up!" Then the bell rang and I ran away...

Bella's POV (Present)

I'm 16 now and I still remember that day like it was yesterday. You'd think I'd have more important things to worry about now rather than dwelling on something that happened in kindergarten.

I don't know, I guess that's when it all started, so much more has happened to me since then, some of its good, a lot of it is so much worse...but it's my story...I can't change it now, I don't really want to because it made me who I am...but sometimes...I wish I could.