12th grade
I'm just a curly head girl with black/ brown eyes and dark skin. "She" has lighter skin than mine, maybe that's why they don't like me.They see me as the dumb affectionate crazed girl who's dad has an expensive car. Compared to me, "she" has longer hair, fair skin and hazel like eyes, who was smarter than me. I was always bullied by her and her friends about how stupid and ugly I was.
" He" said that too.
It hurt, going home with tears in my eyes but going back to school with more affection to him.
I was hurt.
They just don't care.
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Historia CortaI can't control it. It keeps coming. Like a broken dam, my emotions overflowed.He broke me. Used me, then left me for another.I can't stop the hurt. I kept wheezing for air and kept going back. They always hurt me. They dont care.
