My best friend left me. She just left me. I was sat at our normal table for lunch and she left me. She sat with Evie, the school bully, and not in her usual spot that's she's sat in since we started secondary . She left me.
Everyone leaves eventually. Everyone. My parents, all my ex boyfriends, my grandparents and now my best friend. Sometimes death decides to steal them. Sometimes they just leave you for better people. I'm just a rubbish person who has decided to give up on life. A no-one.
I walked out of the school gates after the bell rang and left the group of girls who laughed at me everyday when I left school pointing and giggling at me. The group now included my ex best friend. I saw her face as she looked at me in disgust and then laughed along with the others, tears brimming in my eyes. I ran towards the bridge, fast. I stood on the ledge and looked down at the water and saw my reflection. I was a small girl long brown hair and dull grey eyes. Ugly. That's when I decided to do it. I jumped.
I have no idea what I just wrote. I think I just wrote my past present and future in one. Nobody's going to read this or care but this is going to be a book of my deepest darkest thoughts and memories. My fears and my realisations. But in a fictional way. I have no plans for this book but only something to let myself go in. If you do read this, I think I need help.
Edit: I wrote this chapter a year ago and I used it to let out my feelings. I've decided to publish it to show people how bulling and depression feels. I hope you enjoy it.
