When I got home I was looking for a little Tlc and my mother always knew when something was wrong... and promptly avoided the conversation. Instead of reading my facial expressions that was obviously in need of being addressed and comforting me she handed me my laundry and a letter. The letter that shattered my heart into a million of pieces.
"Jenny, if you were to disappear no one would notice. Below is a list of suggestions that you should take into consideration in becoming a better person."
1. Stop being such a pussy
2. Grow some confidence and stand out more
3. Make some friends!
4. You have to be cruel to be kind
5. Your instincts suck.
6. When you pretty your happy and clearly your not happy.
7. STOP BEING SUCH A DRAG !
8. The only thing more pathetic than you are your friends. Yours Truly, A friend
Whoever wrote the letter definitely pulled some punches simply because who ever wrote the letter told the truth... and the truth hurt.
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For two weeks I tried to explain that my accident was just that. An accident. The more I denied it, the more everyone assumed I was in denial.The one person who was noticeably absent from gossiping about my life was Jack Barczak. But I finally had contact with him. It was the first time we had seen each other since my deflowering...and I'd almost forgotten how jacked I looked. He asked if I was okay. It was a complicated question. Even if he hadn't been pulled away by his posse, there probably wasn't time for me to explain everything I was feeling. Luckily for me today I start counseling yay (sarcasm). Honestly my parents think I'm depressed because they think I'm in denial of trying to kill myself which is totally not true.
On the day of my accident which so happens to be the day I got that awful letter by someone I still yet to have figured out. I had a screaming headache from crying about how awful my life is ( cliché huh) but I go to my bathroom to take some Medicine. The cap was on way too tight and as I open it, pills fly everywhere, and my glass of water falls off the sink causing me to slip and hit my head and also breaking my neck. Since there were pills everywhere my parents assumed I was trying to kill my self and came to the conclusion that I needed counseling.
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The Awkward Life of Jenny
Teen FictionA teen whom blogs her life and tells her readers about her accident which leads everyone to believe she tried to kill her self, broken friendships, heartbreaks and the beginning of rock bottom.
