How It All Started

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OK, here it goes
I was in very young when I realise no one like me. I was maybe 4 years old. In daycare I always stood in the corner or Sat under the slide. Little kids would never talk to me nor go around me as if I was a contagious sickness. At the time it did bother me. I have always been a independent child who though friends were unneeded. By the time I was in kindergarten I had made I Imaginary shell around me. I made one friend she never talk to me around other people. On a normal day she tricked me, and laughed at me for crying. They thought I was so weak the took all of my homework and ripped it up then they through my backpack Into a big puddle getting all my stuff wet. Over summer vacation I moved to the town I live in now.
In first grade I grew very aware that I was lonely and that tough act of not needing friends soon went away. I became just a kid that didn't have friends. There was one girl who is one of the reasons I have trust issues today. She became "friends" with me then when I finally trusted her she took my project and through it in the dirt and stepped on it.
After that year my mom got a notice telling us that me and my sister had to change schools for some reason. We changed schools and almost instantly I knew I didn't fit in. I soon started to get bullied. I was called fat, stupid, idiot, and the one that hurt the most was loner, and more. I was tripped, pushed, and tricked, and more. Yes, these thing are dumb to be getting sad over but I was only in second grade. I soon became depressed I never wanted to do social events. My mom started seeing a difference and thought I just didn't like the school. I never told her. So once again I changed schools. It was the second week of school and I was a new kid. I learned to cover up my depression quickly not wanting to seem weak. For the first 3 week no one really talked to me. A lot of the girls were being passive aggressive towards me. They hated me but I hated them. I rarely started hanging out with these two girls I hated them both but my teacher didn't give me a choice. I soon became best friends with these girls. You could say I was over attached but how could you blame me this was the first friendship I had that wasn't instantly ruined. They pushed me away a lot and that is what made my depression click into action.

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