My story

a new start.. hopefully

5th grade
I began a new school and I made a friend. Til this day we're still franddsss and we obsess over bands and we went to warped and all that with each other!
5th grade I got hit with major depression. In gym I got made fun of because of my disorders and my schizophrenia. 8th geaders would make fun of me.but I had Mya. Those girls called me ugly and Mya (yamina) if you're reading this I'm sorry I never told you..
So those girls would always make me miss the bus because they would hit me and trip me.there was a time when I went home with a black eye and I just covered it up with makeup. That was the day when I met senpai.(I can't use his real name) that day I was in a rush to get on the bus because I was running late. I put my stuff away and oh great.. The girls were waiting for me.. I tried walking the other way but they ran after me. There they called me ugly. Psycho. The told me I was so ugly that I break mirrors. That's when.. I got a mirror bashed into my face. A boy ran up to me and asked if I was OK. those girls ran away. I wasn't OK.. I couldn't take it anymore. I'm done.
"Hello 911 I need help. I'm at the school now hurry this girl has a mirror in her face!" He comforted me ad I cried at how painful it was. It seemed like forever then they finally showed up and took me to a hospital. When I woke up I was woozy and felt like I was high as a kite man. Then I noticed that boy was there with me. I couldn't really see because my face was wrapped in bandages.
"Uh hi. I'm (******)" he said.
"Huh." I couldn't talk tf?
The doctor told me not to talk.. Well OK then.
So ******* talked the whole time.
He moved the chair by my bed side.
I'm not gonna lie..from what I could see he was pretty cute looking.
"So what happened back there dude" he asked. I wrote on a paler and explained the whole bullying thing. "Well I'll have your back from now on." He said.
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I got home and I didn't wanna go back to school. I locked myself in the bathroom and hears knocking on my door. I stayed in here though
(A/N TRIGGER WARNING THIS IS REAL LIFE)
I made a goodbye not. Then
I ran the tub and got a razor blade. I sat in the warm tub and there I began. I cut so deep my arms were numb. I cried and screamed.. I kept cutting my wrists soon the water was red. Yes death! I though. I woke up in a hospital...
Again! But this time I wasn't going home. Trust ME my mom was crying. I got to see ****** one last time and I got sent to a mental institution. I was then put on suicide watch.
Everyday in there was a living hell.. I cries every night and the meals were gross. The people had me caged up like an animal.