A Girl Named Heidi

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    There once was a girl named Heidi Johnson. She was a beautiful and caring girl. Everything was perfect in her life. She was popular, fun to be around, and helpful. Everyone wanted to be her friend.

     One day, while she was walking to school, a group of boys started walking past her. One looked around 12, the other looked like some person in her grade but she couldn't think of his name,and the last looked about 9 or 8 years old. They were talking about how much they hated animals.

Heidi started walking faster when she heard about one wanted to chop a dogs head off. When doing so one of the boys noticed and said

"Is this to gross, for the little girl?" Heidi clenched her first and spoke "The only thing gross about that is that the dog would die seeing your face." She turned "What a horrible way to go." She said walking away

"You'll pay for this Johns-" the 8 year old grabbed the older ones shoulder "Gabe, it's no use. She'll just tell on you."

"Who said I was gonna hurt her?" He looked at the boy "The only thing I'm going to hurt is her rep-" That's the last of what Heidi  heard before walking into the school.

**Le awesome time skip**

It was the next day of school, Heidi had a party to go to that night. She just had to ask her friends about the details.

As she walked in people were whispering about her. Pointing and laughing.

Heidi walked to her locker to see 'Go die' and 'Burn in hell' printed on her locker. She stepped back and looked at her do called "friends" and asked

"Ha ha, guys" They ask just looked at her as they giggled and walked away.

'What the??'

When she got to class a girl trapped on her shoulder

"Excuse me." I turned to see Martha, a shy girl that gets picked on because of her weight. She was a strong person though. "Uhh, there is this rumor going around about you, and I wanted to see if it's true.."

"Go for it" Heidi replied

"People are saying you like girls"

Girls what?

"No, I don't know where that came from, thank you for telling me." Heidi looked at the people around her. One boy stood up and said

"She's just saying that cause she probably likes Martha!!" The class was a laughing mess. Heidi ran out tears forming in her eyes. 'How could this happen? I'm hated just by that! I'm not even that kind of person!!'

Heidi didn't care anymore she ran home into her bathroom having a razor.

"So this is what it feels like eh?" Heidi never had this thought before she used to be so loved she never thought about this kind of thing.

'One cut, two cut, three...four.." Heidi felt amazing. Despite the pain and tears. She felt great.

After about a hour Heidi started getting text message, it was around lunch time for her school.

'I'm glass you left'

'You should die!'

'Worthless'

All of those were stick in her head.

***Another Time Skip***

2 months have gone by. Nobody seemed to believe Heidi.

"Your not dead yet?" Heidi 's ex best friend asked. Heidi just looked at her and walked away. It was the end of the school day.

Finally Friday

*Play the song above for better effect*

Heidi ran to her bathroom, cutting was an everyday thing now. She looked down at herself to realise what she has become. Once a popular girl who everyone loved to a girl everyone hated, from just one thing.

She slumped to her bed crying.

"What kind of world would want me" she cried " I'M JUST A WASTE OF SPACE!!!" She was crying and crying. Nobody there for her nor to care. She was hated and self-hated. She hates herself nobody likes her.

Heidi wonder how better everyone's life would be if she was gone. 'Better, it would be... Better' She thought. She walked over to her dad's old rope and tied it.

"Better, so much better."

Heidi looked out at the moon and wrote a note.

Look at me are you proud?
I sure am and I bet you are too.
There was nothing to help.
Nothing to do.
Nowhere to go.
We were all born to die.
And my time has come short.
If you ever get lonely just look at the moon
Just remember it'll all be over soon
Just hug your pillow tighter.
I am not a fighter.
There is no use in me I'm just a waste of space.
There was nothing to stop this self-hate.
Now I gotta go I'm runnin out of space to write
I'll be looking at you from the stars above
Sending the purest and white dove

This is it would


"Goodbye"

She dropped.

And fell.

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