Sad stories

Part #11

((AN:this story is in 1st person pov))
A young girl was looking at herself in the mirror, her long black hair all messy. Her clothes are messed up as well. Respect his family? Why should I if I don't get respected and get treated like a slave too?

"Fat."

"You're so skinny. Are you anorexic?"

"Can you make me some food?"

No.

"But I always make you food! Please?"

No you don't. You starved me when I was younger, and you still do.

"Your family is awesome!"

"How can you hate your family? They're so nice!"

"You should be grateful!"

Oh shut up. You don't even know.

"You have so much food in your house, how are you so skinny? If I was you, that food would've been gone."

That's because they don't feed me.

"Why do you have so many bruises?"

"I'm just clumsy." I lied.

They abuse me.

"Don't be so clumsy okay? You'll seriously injure yourself."

"I'll try." I faked a smile.

I can't stop them.

My friend sighed, "don't give me that. I don't want me friend winding up in the hospital."

It's not MY fault I get abused..

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"Eat some food you skinny bitch!"

"She doesn't need to eat. She has enough fat on her. She'll be fiiine!"

"But she has a boney face, it's ugly."

"Well that's true."

They don't care. They never did.

So...

Why should they care if I started to cut myself? Nobody would notice, nobody would care.

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I sat in my room, staring as blood started to run down my arms. I held the razor in my other hand.

"Oi! Ugly ass! Get out of here!" Somebody part of her family yelled. "Your stupid 'boyfriend' is out here with another girl."

"Coming!" I rolled my sleeves down, hiding my razor in one of my drawers. I know already this were gonna happen, so I'll save him from seeing my face. I left my room and went to the living room.

"Babe, look—"

"You don't have to pity me. Have fun with your new girlfriend." I looked at the girl, making her shock since she expected me to be mad.

"Babe don't be lik—"

"Please. Have fun. Take care of your boyfriend. Bye." I turned around and went back to my room.

The guy had a face of regret, so did the girl and soon left.

Numb

Heartbroken

B R O K E N

I'm broken, don't worry.

I went back to cutting, tears swelling up in my dull eyes.

I'm done.

I finished cutting myself and whimpered, walking over to my bed and went to sleep.

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I was bout to leave my house till I feel a hit in my side and looked up at the female who did it.

"Think you're so cool doing that huh?!"

No...No I don't

"Well lemme tell you something. You're nothing. You're garbage that deserves to be thrown out!"

No..please don't kick me out..

"That's what I'm about to go do." She left and came back with my stuff, "leave and don't even bother coming back."

I have nowhere to go...

I took my stuff  and left, immediately went to the bridge.

'It was nice knowing you guys, but I know you don't like me. So I'll get out your hair, you won't see me at school anymore.' I sent the message to my friends and soon threw my clothes over the railing.

"I guess this is good bye.." I jumped off the bridge.

How much death does it take for you to understand what you say fucking matters?

((AN:I hope you enjoy and please tell me if there's any mistakes in the story))