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My heart pounds in agony, every time their words hit me like bullets in an shotgun. 
"you're so ugly that every one won't want to be with you"
"you are so annoying"
"your friends are sluts"
"they're just friends with you because they pity you"
"one of your friends is a slut And The other is a retard"
"what are you doing here?  No one wants you here"

My heart pounds so hard. I couldn't breathe. Their eyes on me like a hawk hunting it's prey. And I am trying to run from this dark,  horrifying place as I am about to be devoured.

How much more can I endure this?  My parents aren't doing anything.  I guess they don't care. 
I'm falling into the darkness as the scars grew.  'someone please help me
Please'

Years passed, it's was still the same.  More bullets hit my body as I takes it's blow and More scars appeared. 
The scares that are invisible to does who are too blind to see but visible to those who can clearly see it. 

My name is Teresa Scarlet. And this is my story

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 20, 2015 ⏰

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