the unread

The Beggining

Its time, I don't think that i'm able to compete with this girl at my school, she is always in the locker room at P.E talking about me. Every body judges me by the cover, that is why i have all of my scars up and down my arms. i'm always wearing long sleeves shirts, i never wear short sleeves because i know how they will be judging me even more. when i go to the principle they never do anything. that is why this time im going to the athorities. last time i went i was exaggerating so they thought that i was drunk and i had come from a party so all they had done was went to this girls house, and talked to her and of course all they did was give her a warning so the next time i went i was not exaggerating so that time they believed me so they went to her house and talked to her mom, so she got in trouble and wasnt able to do to school. the reason she hadnt returned to school is because she was on house arrest. later that week all her friends were bullying me so i went home early i wanted to kill myself so i went in my moms room and got her pills, later on that day my mom came home and found me laying in the kitchen floor with the razor blade in my hand she saw the words "the unread" carved into my arms so she called the police and next thing i knew i was in the hospital fighting for my life. the next week i returned home and i was on my way to school when my bully made eye-to-eye contact with me when i got home that day that was the end i knew it.