Its An Ugly Story.

Chapter one

Honestly, suicide sounds better and better everyday. I was at school and in the middle of class I get a boy texting me. He's pretty cute and he's being sweet and stuff, he kept asking questions. How old are you? What's your favorite color? How has your day been so far? This boy went to our school. I thought it was a kid a grade above me named kyle, he's cute and we talked a couple times I mean if he asked me out I'd say yes. Anyways, he started to flirt, like hardcore flirting. He then asked me if I wanted to meet after school so I mean why not. He has said to meet him by the vending machines, I waited a few minutes; I was kind of excited.

After five minutes a group of girls show up laughing and making jokes about something. That something, was me. Apparently they had been messing with me all day. Quoting how I flirted back. She poured a bottle of water on me and said "awh honey you thought someone like this would like someone like you, that's cute" she giggled and walked off. Emma Heart, that's her name. She's the queen bee of our school. She's such a bitch. Honestly I can't stand her.

I walked home crying. Tempted once again to just commit. End it. But another day survived. I'm here and am alive. I don't know how much longer I can take of this. Maybe ending my life will show everyone else how much they hurt people. Maybe I can be the example. Who knows.