S e v e n t y - T w o

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I'm here to learn, but people tell me I'm so stupid that I can't achieve anything.

I'm here to have fun with friends, yet all my friends ignore me and talk behind my back.

I'm here to explore new opportunities, but to my peers, my dreams don't matter.

I'm here to...well I'm here for no reason... no reason at all, because I'm stupid, I'm a bad friend, I'm not important, I'm disappearing.

No one sees me now. I'm still here, but I feel like a ghost walking down a hallway where everyone pushes me out of the way, pushes me into the wall, pushes me the wrong way. Then I'm late. I get yelled at by my teachers...then I go home and get asked the same question.

Why were you late? I was late to home because I was pushed into the mud, and I didn't want you to know, so I quickly changed into my gym clothes, so you wouldn't do anything to embarrass me.

Questions are asked,

How are you doing in school with everything? Good.

Did you eat anything today? Yes.

Did you get enough sleep last night? Yes.

I lie about everything, because I'm failing my classes, because I know I can't do it. They tell me I can't so I need to believe them too. I lie about me eating because I'm so fat she won't notice if I ate or not. I lie about getting enough sleep because I need that time to think and when I try I always end up crying.

Statements are said,

Allie is doing soccer this year. Yup.

She is doing very well in school. Yup again.

She has a lot of kind friends too. Yes, I do.

I lied about doing soccer, I'm doing track and volleyball and basketball, so that I can get my workout done and show that I can change. I lied about doing well in school because you already know I can't do anything right. I lied about having kind friends because they tease me and bully me yet I do nothing to stop them.

I couldn't take it anymore.

I stopped going to school.

I lost my friends.

I stopped playing sports.

I lost my good grades.

I stopped eating.

I lost my mind.

I stopped sleeping.

I lost my family.

I stopped breathing.

I lost my life.

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