I've been here longer than any of the wimps around me. My roommate is like a year younger than me and her arms are completely shredded. I of course would never cut myself. But I might cut someone else! My dad was never around when I was a kid, and I was used to it. But when he wasn't there (like he promised he would be) to see me win homecoming queen in middle school, I was P¡$$3d!!! All he did was make promises he couldn't keep. That's when I went crazy. I would get in ALOT of fights at school. I threw a paper at one girl who I was SOOOO jealous of and it said "GET A LIFE BUDDY" With a huge red X! She was so mad and upset that she was even shunning some of her friends who hung out with me. I felt really bad and I went and apologized the next day. I still hate some people and wish I could stomp their guts out of their stomach. I went back to school for like a month but then I pushed a boy down the stairs... all two flights. I hate this freaking place.
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Teen FictionA girl struggles with depression until she finally finds out someone has loved her all along.
