One ( Daltons POV )

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I wake up to the sound of an alarm clock
and all i wanna do is never hear it again. Have
you ever had that feeling, like you never want to wake up again? I do, that's only because i'm a fucked up mess who can't do anything right and nobody likes. I've dealt with depression and an eating disorder for 3 years now and everyday it gets worse.

"Dalton get down here and get your breakfast before school" Kiva yelled

Ew breakfast, ew school.

"I'll be right down" I yelled

I hate eating, it's disgusting. It makes you gain weight and I want to lose weight not gain it. I walk downstairs and see a plate full of chocolate chip pancakes.

"Dalton come eat your pancakes" Kiva says

"I'm not hungry" I replied

"Are you sure, I made them just for you, they're your favorite" Kiva said

They were your favorite before you became fat and worthless

Shut up brain

"Yeah i'm sure" I said

I grab all of my stuff and began to walk to school. I don't have enough money to buy a car sadly.

You'll never get money, who would wanna hire a fucking idiot like you

"Fuck off" I mumbled

After a long ass walk to school I finally get there and go to my first hour which is math, and I hate it. I get to math and sit in the back corner by the window by myself as always. I'm looking out the window when all of a sudden I hear, " hey look who it is, it's Dalton Faggottoni. I knew exactly who said it... Josh, my bully. And like always the teacher didn't care.

Everyone started laughing and I couldn't handle it, I ran out of the room and into the bathroom with tears streaming down my face. I slid down the bathroom wall thinking. Why does Josh do this to me?

He does it cause your fat, ugly, worthless, and nobody gives a fuck about you

"Shut up, shut up" I mumbled

The voices in my head are right, I deserve it all... I decide to grab the spare blade that I keep in my pocket. I rolled up my left and right sleeves to get to my arms were there are already tons of scars and cuts. Some fresh, some old. I let the cold metal glide against my skin, 3 times on each arm.

I let the blood drip down my arm onto the floor. After sitting on the floor for about 15 minutes I decide to clean up the mess I made and go back to class a.k.a. HELL!

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END OF PART 1!!  I really wanted to redo this story because i didn't like the way it was written so ya... BYE BYE FELLOW NOBODIES!!

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