Chapter 1

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You probably don't know who I am or what I suffer with. I suffer with depression, and I'm Emma Niles. It really hurts me A LOT that people in my school don't even care about me. All I am is the "goth," well I'm so sorry to disturb your perfect life, what did I ever do to people to deserve this? I never have spoken to someone so disrespectful in all my life, it's totally unfair. It's like I'm trapped, locked away in a space and no one can see or hear me. Completely invisible. So what if I'm a goth, what are you? We're all equal and people like to take sides from the 'popular' kids, well I have had enough I'm sick of it. I can't even have one normal day without having my bags being thrown across the classroom, my so called friends turning their backs on me when I speak to them as if we're strangers. When I look the other direction, they whisper behind my back and talk shit about me. Back stabbers, some would say. But, who do I have to talk to about this life threatening disease? No one. As I walk through the corridors, I feel like a threat to everyone and everything. I feel like exploding with tears from my face, all I see is girls and boys shouting 'ugly' and 'whore.' One, I know I'm ugly you don't need to point it out anymore then you have. And two, if I was a whore I would have lost my virginity, isn't that correct?
I just hate myself, everyone and everything. It's like I wasn't even supposed to exist in this dark, judgemental world we live in today. I have to keep a straight face and when I reach home, I let all my emotions out because even showing a smile lets out my weakness. I wish I had friends, I wish I even had my mum here to talk to. All I have is my drug addict father, that doesn't even care about me. He gets annoyed at times, when he sees me cry he says 'grow up' and slaps me round the face, like I'm not even his daughter. He sees me as a villain, but his my dad I love him however not the way he threatens to kill me and stab me whenever I ask him for advice. My life is 100% terrible, I even starve myself because my body weight is too big and I can't even look at myself in the mirror without even being disgusted by my hideous body figure. No one realises that I'm unwanted and maybe some day I'll get my dad to end my life, no one would turn up to my funeral or care to be honest...

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