July 29,2013
It may be summer and haven't seen anyone in my class all summer but the names I was called and being called fat (Even though I'm 13 and 90 pounds)has been burning in my mind. I have thought about anorexia. I've decided that if I bullied this year then I'll do it. I'm also very depressed my parents work all day and my little brother goes to camp so I'm alone all day. I have a voice in my head saying," cut, kill yourself no one will miss you " I've ignored it all summer until today.
(3:00 pm)
I was in my room I have an exacta knife or what ever it's called on my desk. I picked it up put the blade to my skin I didn't press or any thing. I stopped my self put it back on my desk and ran to the living room. I pick up a pillow put my face in it screamed and cried for a minute in to it I gripped the pillow so hard my knuckles turned white.
(8:00pm)
I was in the shower I was shaving my legs. I saw the blade it was too tempting. I put the blade to my wrist dragged it lightly it felt so good. blood dripped down my wrist I was surprisingly happy.
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The Bully Diaries: My Life, My Story, My Reality
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