Saying that my day was okay is like saying dragons are real. It's fictional. Vannessa bullied me again in front of everyone. She grabbed my sweater and pulled up my sleeves. As soon as she saw the scars and new one forming. She laughed. "Decorating ourselves now are we?" She said add she sneered. I yanked away my arm and pulled the sweater over my nose. She shoves me to the floor and I hear a sudden crack. Pain explodes through my left arm and I scream in pain. Vannessa actually looked worried for a second. It was fascinating to say the least. I had broken my arm. How great. Well I was taken to the ER to be treated. When we arrived and I was taken to one of the rooms, the doctor grabs my sleeve and my broken arm and pulls up. He gasps lightly when he sees my scars. He just looks up at me sad like and said, "I'm sorry." I looked back at him tears welling in my eyes. Not here not now. When I get home with my mom I could see the tears in her eyes too. This wasn't good. I never wanted to hurt my mom. She wipes away her tears and hugs me tightly. She simply says as her voice tremors, "Why didn't you say anything to me, Ashley?" I don't reply. She looks up at me and buries her head back into my chest. She lays me down on the couch with food. She tells me I won't be going back to school for a while. Which is perfectly okay because I get to eat Apple Jacks and watch TV all day. My mom could've really helped me and I blocked her out. All the more reason for punishment....
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Sometimes Smiles Aren't True
Fiksi RemajaI don't have much to say.......except......that I have dealt with depression all my life, and it sucks. It really REALLY sucks. So here we are....you're going to read right?
