Alone

Chapter 1: Text Messages

*Phone Vibrates* I grab my phone off my dresser . It was a text from some unknown number .

Unknown Number

Text: You're such a freak ! Nobody likes you !! Go fucking kill yourself you loser ! You won't be missed !

Me

Text: Who are you ?!

Unknown Number :

Text: Go die !!

"What The Fuck !!" I yelled , throwing my phone across the room regarding the texts I had just read . Who are these people ? Why won't they leave me alone ! It's bad enough I take shit during school !! But now , not only was I getting bullied in school . I was being bullied threw phone too .

I sat on my bed and began to cry . I pulled up my sleeves exposing the old scars . I hadn't cut in a while . Instead I was taking pills and passing out in the afternoons to take care of depression . It was getting old , fast . I needed to cut . And bad too . What if everyone was right ....? What if I was better off dead ...? God , Im so worthless . I'm nothing. Just a coward . A freak . An Emo . Nobody .

Why me though ? What did I do to deserve all of this pain and depression ? Nothing . I was just judged by my appearance I guess . My name is Jenna ... I'm 5'4 , not fat ... But not skinny either , with shortish brown hair , and I wear black and listen to those bands people call "Emo" . The thing is that , they don't even know me . They want to say what they want just by my looks . That's fucked , definitely .

By this point I'm tired of it all . Tired of me . Tired of school . Tired of whores . And tired of life . I'm just tired .