Hey everyone! I wanted to thank you so much. The views on this is so outstanding! I wrote another story but it's not a fanfic but it's more of my story. This is the first chapter and it's called "names and normal mornings "
Fat, concederate, emo fag, slut, bitch, whore, I've been called it all. Its worst when it's your parents. "Katrina wake your ass up you have shit to do!," my mother yelled at me in the morning. I never had much of a happy life. I cooked, cleaned, helped my little brother, something a mother should do. My mother sat on her butt and played games. To morning till night, I was the one who felt like mom. Yet, I also felt worthless. You think your mother would care if you cut, if you hurt yourself each day. Your the one who abused yourself. Crying myself to sleep then wake up to feel like shit. I talked to others on the internet cause I felt the love I never gotten. The love I should have. Then like a cycle it happens all over again. I find someone, get used, and they never talk to me again. Im not making none of this up. Its all real. I want to share my story.
Every day I look at myself. Only for a short moment. "Fattie, ugly, scars, ugly hair, ugly face," the thoughts echoed in my head. I would cry for hours upon hours. No one bothered to see if I was okay. The only thing that listened was a stuffed bear I bought for my birthday.
I understand if you don't care about this cause it's sad but I want to get it out. Thanks for reading this. But even if life is shit you gotta keep pushing through.
