Wrong Turn

Wrong path

Normal isn't in my vocabulary anymore. Before I went through hell I was a great student, leader, athlete and daughter. Now i'm ... well um.. there really are no words to" describe my very unique personality either way I became the worst person as though I seemed. Let's talk about the day I got killed shall we ? I'm writing in this journal today to say my fellow goodbyes. Yes I know i will maybe get killed by the end of today but "why not risk life if it's gone keep going?" It all started off as a normal day. I came home from a terrible day of school like usual , it was normal for me to be called a "slut" or "fat" everyday. I hate people by the way. That was the reason why people seemed to not like me , I mean don't get me wrong I made friends easily , just I don't know.But back to my death sorry I keep stalling my death was really gruesome...And it's hard to talk about.