Saved By Her Idol... | Demi Lovato

The Beginning

My name is Alex Green, my life isn't as easy as most teenage girls. I'm bullied by a girl named Taylor Peterson. One afternoon I was walking down the hall listening to my music. I love Demi Lovato so I was always listening to her music, as always. I was just about to enter my 4th period class when somebody pushed me up against the lockers beside the classroom door. When I heard the person say, "where do you think your going"

I quickly knew who it was! It was Taylor. She was captain of the cheerleading squad, she thought she was perfect! She was also the school bully, at least for me she was. Taylor bullies everyone that gets in her way but she bullies me more than any other person in the entire school. She bullied me because she knew that I was afraid of her. I was a coward...On top of being bullied I was also abused at home by my dad.

My mom left my dad when he started to beat her. She left me because she didn't have the money to take care of me. At the time I was around 3 years old and didn't understand what had been going on.

My mother did not want to leave me but she didn't know what to do. Also I am bipolar. Me being bipolar makes it very hard to have friends because one day we could be fine and another day I could accidentally lash out at them. At that point they all probably thought I was crazy and needed mental help.

Part of me being bipolar, abused, and bullied made me cut myself...It was a way to release stress and anger I had with myself and just life.

Although the cutting helped at the time I knew over all that it made everything worse but in all the times that I have cut I just didn't seem to care that it would make things worse, I just wanted to feel better. The only person that made me even want to live was Demi, she was diagnosed with being bipolar also and she had binge purge type bulimia.

She was the only person I could look up to and the only person who knew what I was going through. She also cut...Demi Lovato completely changed my life a couple of years ago when she entered rehab. I mean I obviously liked her before she was in rehab but when she checked in for the reasons being I felt like there was finally someone who was like me and understood.

A couple hours later...

Ugh finally I'm home but there's one thing wrong with what I just said. Coming home from school was good because I was away from Taylor but it also meant coming home to my jerk of a father. When I got home I was soooo happy because my dads car wasn't in the driveway!

It was like a bunch of rocks just fell off of my shoulders. Just in case he was actually home and for some odd reason his car wasn't there I climbed the tree near my window to my bedroom. After climbing the tree I dropped my bookbag and layed in my bed and went on twitter to see if Demi had tweeted, she did !!

I always loved reading Demi's tweets because they always helped me feel better, not completely better, but better. Her tweets always made me smile. Demi's tweet read...."It doesn't matter if your not a size zero, you are beautiful in your own skin.!" Her tweet made me cry because I wanted to believe what she said but inside I know I'm not beautiful and not skinny.

Demi is absolutely perfect and even through her problems I thought she was perfect but me, I was just a freak show who had no friends.

The next day was terrible. Taylor was in a horrible mood and guess who she was most likely going to take it out on? huh let me take a guess...ME!!! When I opened the school doors I immediately ran to my locker as fast as I could! Obviously I was a fat ass and was running slow as fuck because Taylor tripped me with her foot and started punching me repeatedly.

After she was done with her beating she just left me laying there on the hallway floor with blood running from my nose. I was too weak to get up so I just waited there for someone to notice me drowning in my own blood.

Finally a teacher came turning down the hallway and noticed me. The nurse came running and screaming. "WHAT HAPPENED?!" I tried walking but my entire face and body hurt to much to even make a sound. "Hey you, yeah you! got get he other nurses to come help and then go get the principal!" the nurse yelled to a random kid in the hallway.

He looked like he was probably in about 9th or 10th grade. The kid shook his head and ran to go get the principal and nurse. I finally was able to get up and walk to the nurse. When I got to the nurses office I saw the principal Ms. Bowman came waking up to me asking what had happened but my mouth hurt to much to say anything.

After the nurse cleaned me up and I was finally able to answer questions and then I got to go home.

My dad was a drunk so I had to walk home because I had no other family member to pick me up from the school. I finally got to my block and was terrified becuase I saw my dads car was in the driveway.

When I opened the front door he sitting in the couch looking like he had been sitting there waiting for me to get home. What happened next will haunt me for the rest of my life!........