I'm gone....

Back to school

I walked in the school and could already tell it would suck. I had no friends so I was always alone at lunch.

"Hey look it's a emo." A kid said, I just ignored it and waited for the bell to ring.

After a couple minutes of being bullied the bell rang. I went to social class and sat in the back were no one could see me. He took attendance and everyone laughed at the name 'Iris' of course.

I put it my headphones and took a nap.
Then I was dreaming.

*In dream*

"You all need to die and I don't care." I said to the preps. "Please no!" They screamed and cried. But I didn't care. Then I pulled out my nife and they knew what was next, "no please stop, we will be nicer to you we swear." I just laughed and said "It's to late for apologizing to me, now your all going to die." In a calm tone. I put it up to her throat and smiled when.... "RING"

*end of dream*

I got up and left the room when I seen this boy I never seen before he had snake bites, black hair and was like me. I just smiled and walked to my next class.

*Time skip*

It was lunch and I wanted the day to be over. Then I seen the boy again. He was behind me in the lunch line, I turned to him and smiled. He noticed and we started talking. "Hi, I'm Mike." I told him my name we just started talking about school and life. We sat together at lunch and I felt like I finally had a friend, it made me happy and I never felt like this in a long time.

"Look the emo loser finally got a friend." Said some prep I don't know the name of. "Leave her alone." Mike said in a low tone.  "Awe the gay emo got a girlfriend." Someone else said. Mike got a little angry and said "I'm not gay!" They just rolled their eyes and walked away. I looked at mike and said "I'm so sorry, I didn't think they  would be rude to you." It's okay I'm used to it." He said. I forgot my sweater in my locker so he gave me is. 'I'm glad no one seen my scars. I'm a month  clean today.

It was seventh hour and these girls were telling me to kill myself and slit my wrists to make myself useful. I got upset and went to the bathroom. I went in the stall and sat on the floor thinking why I'm here.

I just want to end it all but not yet and not here. I took out my pencil sharpener and kept hitting in on the wall until it broke and I had the razor.

I slide it across my arm a couple of times until my wrist was bloody. I put tissue on it and realized something.

The sweater I'm in is Mikes not mine, I panicked and left. I went back to class and waited for it to end like my life.