Why Me?

Introduction

I've been in need of help for pretty much my entire life time. Honestly, if it weren't for my only friend, I'd probably be dead by now. Life for me isn't quite as easy like it is for you or pretty much any other normal person out there. Or whatever normal is.

If you are anything like the normal kids, you would know that life has its ups and downs every once in a while. But if you're anything like me, well, I think its safe to say that we know that our life was most likely meant to be full of downs. Of course, I'm not one to judge, unlike the others around me, well except for my best friend, Misha. He's your typical funny, outgoing, and loud friend who always seems to be there for you even when you think you're at the edge of trying to kill yourself. Oh I forgot to mention, my best friend, he's gay. Of course he gets made fun a lot of times from ignorant people, but he chooses to ignore it.

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Marissa's POV

I decided on whether or not I should get up today. I don't even think it's really worth it

But then again, going to school beats being here at this disgusting place.

I got up, and decided to take a shower. To just refresh myself. And get myself ready for this miserable day.

I was in the shower, letting the water soak all over my body. Then I heard my 'sister'. "Hurry up fatass! I need to get ready to!" Though strangers call me a disgusting skeleton, my family calls me fat. And I choose to believe my family.

So I quickly turned off the water and dressed quickly and ran out. But of course my sister still pushed me out of her way and told me, "I now understand why you take so long in the shower. It takes forever to wash all of that dirt off of your huge body!" Then she just laughed. A sick, twisted laugh.

I looked at myself in the mirror I had in my room. And I have to agree with my sister. I am fat.

I went downstairs to find that my mother was actually cooking.

I sat on the couch after I grabbed some eggs and two pieces of bacon. Since I saw my brothers eating, I thought it was okay for me to eat too.

"Marissa, Michael, and Isaac. You bitches better wash your damn plates when you're done." Their mom, Camila, told them. Quite rudely might I add.

"Hey Marissa, Fat Albert, gimme five dollars." Michael told me. So I did. Then Isaac spoke, "Dude c'mon, don't call her Fat Albert, she obviously is Shrek." They laughed and I just got up threw my food in the trash, because I don't deserve eating, and washed my plate really quickly, grabbed my backpack and walked out of my house. I couldn't bear any more of that today. They were so immature and idiotic. It annoyed me to have such ignorant people related to me. It's such a disgrace to have a family like this.

I stood outside waiting for the bus. After about 10 minutes it arrived. I thought today possibly could've been a little better... Of course I was wrong. As soon as I reached the top on the step, people threw wrappers, cans, anything they had on them. Some kids tried tripping me. I couldn't take it and ran out. I walked to school..crying and soon enough I made it there. It was going to be yet another loooong day..

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A/N: Hope you liked the intro! Please leave your comments and maybe even vote? Idk whatever you like. Anways thanks for reading, see ya.~