"Fucking listen to me bitch!"
"Sad sap we ain't done nothing to you!"
"We never started it, it was all you!"
"Your worthless you fat, ugly bitch!"
"Bitch"
"Bitch"
"Bitch"
The words were ringing in my head I couldn't block them out anymore. I just sat there with all the arguments and yelling surrounding me, passing by over my head. I couldn't take it in anymore. How did this happen? I slowly lifted my head up. Why me? It could have been anyone, why single me out? Slowly tears began to form in my eyes, I quickly wiped them away, it was only another thing they could use against me, to mess me up even more.
This is my life.
Everyday, everywhere I go, they are always around, in the shadows, walking by or maybe driving past, they are there. Making my life complete and utter hell.
My name is Izzy and when I was 14 something started that made my life a living hell and it hasn't stopped since.
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Don't Bring Up The Past
Teen FictionIf you had done things that you didn't want to resurface would you do everything you could to stop them? Even if that ment leaving everything you ever wanted behind?
