*MATH CLASS*
"So class tell me a little about yourselves. " said mr carven
I shyly raised my hand.
"ummm, im angela and im 12 years old, my parents are divorced and my and my mom a model this summer."
he laughed. the guy that I set my eyes on, laughed. that shattered me. it lead me to belive that the people at my old school where right. im worthless, ugly, fat, not good enough. they where true. I was not ment to be hurt so early in the year. I was broken not only did he laugh but so did everyone else.
I stayed quite for the rest of the day. not a sound came out of my mouth. I had no friends. none. my besy firends moved schools and now I was alone. school finally was over. I went home and cried. about after an hour I got my siccors out, sharpened the edge, and slid it across my wrist. the pain felt good. but it wasnt enough. I didnt want to be on this earth. I didnt want to be judged anymore. I was tired of all the bull shit that I get called. im tired of people. im tired of the yelling, but most of all im tired of being the screw-up everybody picks on. I had made my choice and thats what I was sticking with. nobody would care anyway right? nobady gives a dam about me. im pretty sure they would be happy if I was gone. and thats what im going to me. gone. dead. extinct.
I couldnt do it. I could not being my self to do it. I had the knife but couldnt do it. I had imagined millions of scenarios. all im witch showed no one cared. I had recently staryed litsening to a band called one direction. they made me feel better everytime I lisyend to them. I had always loved them. ever since they where on x factor. I would hid it. I didnt want people to know. I thought I would be judged even more. so every time sabrina, my best friend, would mention them my response was always, "booo! they're gay." but then I began to noticed that even when she talked about it. everybody still liked her. they didnt judge her or call her names. they acually just went along with it. and thats where my up hill battle started. my cure to my broken life. with the 5 boys who saved my life.
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The Pain Of Yesterday
Fanfiction"Baby, I just wanted to let you know that, just because you're hurting it's not the end, because after all, the the pain of yesterday, is the strength of today." «»«»«»«»«»«»«»«» This is based on me so if you're sensitive to the topic of de...