When does it stop?

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This is my first book so sorry if it is horrible. Love you guys I hope you like it.
(Breanna's pov)
*beep beep*
I woke up to my alarm clock blaring and my dad screaming at me to get my fat bum (sorry I don't like to use curse words😉) up. I lazily get out of my warm bed and walk to my bathroom to get ready for another day in jail (school). I brush my hair and teeth and plug in the flat iron
My name is Breanna. I am 14 years old. I live with my dad who beats me. I am bullied and I am suisidal. (Non of this is real. All made up)
I go into my walk in closet and pick out a red crop top that says "not on my flirt list" and paired it up with jean shorts. I go back into the bathroom and touch up my hair science it is already strait. I do my normal makeup which is eyeliner, foundation, and lip balm. I go down stairs only to be hit in the head with a glass bottle. I am on the ground and look up to see my dad already drunk at seven in the morning. "GET UP YOU FAT ASS AND GET READY FOR SCHOOL OR I WILL MAKE YOU LIFE MISERABLE" he shouts at me. I quickly get up and go get my forehead cleaned while I'm at it I pick up my razor.

This one is for not being good enough

This one is for being ugly

And this one is for being bullied

I cleaned up my arm, went down stairs and walked out the door. I was walking up to my locker when I was pushed up against the lockers and punched in the stomach. Tears formed in my eyes and every one laughed.
"Aww look who tried to look cute today. Well forget it you are ugly and no one likes you" said Nash, my bully.
"Nice one bro aww look she crying. She is such a baby." Says Hayse, Nash's younger brother.

I run to the bathroom and take out my razor and just start slicing my wrist.

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