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Prologue

Prologue

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Slit your wrists,

Cut your thighs,

Welcome to my depressing life.

I've never been one people talked to.

Mostly I'm the one people make fun of and push around.

I'm the girl in the back of the class room that's "gross" and "weird".

I didn't know that just because I don't talk much gave everyone the right to pick on me.

Everyone hates me.

Everyone.

My mom and dad are upset that they have a fucked up daughter.

I wouldn't be to proud of having me as a kid either.

And as I mentioned everyone at school hates me.

I'm a "worthless cunt" to most people.

I dragged the blade across my wrist;

Feeling the blood slide down my arm,

"Your such a piece of shit"

I mumbled to myself.

One thing about being depressed is that

It consumes your mind,

It takes over your soul

It's who you are.

It defines

You.