Chapter 1

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I don't know...

I guess I just felt

Different, Misplaced, Outcasted.

I only had a few friends..

My best friend was my music.

It felt like music was my only escape.


Everyone gave me different looks.

Sympathy, Hatred, Friendly, Disgusted

And there was more to that list.

I didn't know how I felt.

It was almost like

I wasn't good enough for anyone.

Aside from my family...


That's when it started..

the whispering, the snickering.

I was being bullied.

I was ignoring it but it came to the point,

nothing was working.


I couldn't ignore it.

Music wasn't helping, writing wasn't helping.

I felt completely worthless.

I was stuck in this, ozone like, layer of bullying.

He told me not to listen to them,

no matter how much he meant to me,

it didn't work.


People told me to tell someone.

The principal, my parents, anyone really.

I couldn't get myself to tell.

It was like I had this feeling inside me,

telling me, no matter who I told,

it wouldn't help.


I was becoming depressed.

Anxiety kicked in.

I wanted to cry, tear them all apart.

But yet, I was angry at myself.

For not stopping it?

I don't know.


I just didn't know....


I'm Abbi. Currently dealing with my depression, anxiety, bullying. I'm dating a guy in a band. His name is Luke. The band isn't famous yet. But if they keep going at this rate, they'll be the biggest band in the world. Leaving me all alone....They are like my only friends. I mean I had friends besides them. Close to them as I am to the band? No. That wasn't possible. But they were close enough that I could hang with them, if the guys leave. When the guys leave....



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