Hi my name is Charlie and I'm a boy. I'm 10 and in year 5 at school. For as long as I can remember I have been called FAT UGLY and I've just learnt to accept it. I have often thought about ending it all I have thought about this for years and years. I've started hurting myself now and it really helps: I bang my head of walls and I cut my wrists. I haven't told anyone about it though. It's my secret that I cry all the time.
I'm in year 6 now and I'm still 10. My sister found out about my cutting as I accidently told her while we were out shopping. I'm now going to have to go back into therapy! I wish that I hadn't told her so badly.
Now our story begins as now I'm 11 and in high school.........
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Faking a smile
Não FicçãoThis is a bit personal to me and to those who know me will know. WARNINGS: Self harm suicide and stuff like that. This is a story of a guy who gave up and how and why.
