Today my mom made a big decision, she wants to move, she thinks I'm being this way for attention. She said "Oh, it just the kids, you want to be like them," and than she said "What do you guys do , compare cuts in the bathroom to see who's is worse?"
Its not the kids. Its you, I wanted to say. But I just couldn't. I knew if I did she would hit me. Not only has she come to not love me but she also has become even more aggressive. Even if she so much as asks me to do the dishes and I say "can I do it later?" she says" hell no! ",and than she'll slap me. As much as I used to love my mom it has gotten too the point where I don't even call her mom anymore.
Bryan has given up on me. He no longer texts every hour to make sure I'm okay and ask how I'm doing. He no longer sits with me on the bathroom floor during lunch. He doesn't even make eye contact with me. So now at school I'm an even bigger loser. Apparently I'm a lonely loser in need of attention.
How can kids be so cruel, so mean that they make me feel like something I clean up after my dog has gone outside.
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We Were Cowards
Historia CortaMy name? You don't care because I don't have big boobs or a big butt. My happiness doesn't matter to you. I am alone. I have one friend , his name is Bryan. He feels the same way I do. I don't get how highschoolers can go around hurting and bullyin...
