Day 1
I dont think I can do it anymore, the name calling has gone to far. Stealing my stuff and hiding it throughout the school is getting old. The glares wherever I go. Smiles disappearing as I walk past as if nothing is wrong. Even the one person I once called a best friend sits there spreading rumors about me, making me think how the hell did I actually trust her? Everyone else doesn't know the truth behind the rumors apart from me. Shes been starting all this b.s. just because I lied to her once......it was for a good cause to... she will never know. Thats when this hell began.Everyday I lay there in my bed cutting and crying. When my parents come in they dont see the pain in my eyes, the red puffiness of my cheeks or my damp pillow case which is beyond stained now. The slits on my wrists aren't there in their mind. They think that there is nothing there. Im the runt of the family when in reality im the strongest. For all they know im going to kill myself anyone of these nights, right in this house. Ive been thinking of the perfect way to do it. They'll never realize, my mom had gotten remarried this past year for the fifth time. She hasn't even bothered to talk to me, she doesn't realize the pain. Then again she never has..... it breaks my heart to look at her, happy with my siblings giving them everything and ignoring me when im her actual biological daughter not step. I feel like calling my actual dad and seeing him but I know he doesn't care for me. He'd rather do drugs. I cant even go to a fucking family reunion because im not invited. My family hates me......along with everyone else in the world.....I dont even know what I did wrong. Maybe its my hair? My eyes? My body? I guess ill never know because im forever alone, all I need is you.
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Hi, sorry its been a while, kinda just felt like writing. Ill write more soon. I hope you guys enjoy it
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