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Look at me authors super ugly any way on with my awful week/day/thing
This This was the day fell into a very dark hole. Hey hey hey hey we need to start at the beginning. It all Started an month but were not going that far so let's start about a week before that day happens. It's so weird she has been letting you sleep on the couch during reading time and it's so annoying. Said my friend her name was Jordan. She was one of the bad kids in Mrs.Herberts class and we were going on an field trip in an week so she is trying to clean up her act. I knew her daughter and her friend she was my favorite teacher. I was one of her favorite students but she didn't even let me sleep on the couch even if it were on accident.
Now this is the day we had been waiting for but we leave in the middle of the day. Instead of going into the hall like usual we had to go to the library and all the teachers had been acting weird ever since yesterday and an few just didn't show up. When all the important people came in i got nervus. What the prinable said broke my heart. My homeroom teacher Mrs. Herbert was dead she was gone. I was the only one who went to the library afterwards for counselling i was the only one who cried and when she died an bit of me died with her i wasn't myself anymore.
After she died i wasn't social my friend tried her best to make me myself again but nothing worked not even food worked. Eventually she just didn't bother anymore and she wasn't my friend anymore i was alone. This is what i wanted it was it was cold no one liked me they through me being depressed was contagious. They steered clear of me eventually the friends that were new students. They gave me their scissors and said "what are these for" they said "for cutting just make sure you don't get any blood on them. That That what they said struck an very sensitive nerve in me and then it came true i started cutting. After awhile i befriended them and they offered their scissors one last time and i took it i pulled the sleeve of my jacket and shirt up took them and slice. 1, 2, 3,4, 8 cuts there i never did one scar cut over another and i was running out of room. I look up and they are looking at me like i put an gun to their head. I rolled my sleeves and my eyes And I thought maybe they did actually care and they were just in a bad mood but then there was the slightest bit of blood on the scissors and they shouted at me really you had to get it on my scissors and I was mistaken they didn't actually care they were actual friend yet they still wanted to be all buddy buddy but it just didn't work and so I went throughout my year cutting.
eventually I got called into the office and they told me the councilor called for you. I was wondering what was going on and then once I got into the counselors office she said show me your arms and I was like oh someone snitched on me they told the counselor is going to call my parents and my parents are going to kill me after they sent me to a hospital to check and if I was depressed I was just insane I was still called the super depressed girl, and it hurt because I will also do my contortion at recess and kids would like push me to the point where it hurt to do it anymore and they would shout at me calling me the devil and it hurts it really did hurt I tried not to cry but it was so hard to hold back
i never cried. I still don't cry because then you're just vulnerable and it's scary to be vulnerable whatever people hate the people that hate you were around because you don't know what they're going to do they could punch kick we could do anything right then and there because you're vulnerable and it's not a nice feeling to be vulnerable but now I found friends that are OK with my past and they don't call me super depressed girl and they don't make fun of me and we have barley any fights which is great and you don't need to worry about me anymore they're nice and they won't turn their back's on me and even if they do still have my friends everywhere else online or not their my friends and I could talk to them about situations and help so there's no need to worry about me anymore.
(A/N) SHOUT OUT TO @wiibbles_ YOU SHOULD TOTALY FOLLOW THEM IF NOT ALREADY DOINGS SO AND THANKS FOR THE IDEA AND I ALSO WANT HE/SHE/THEM TO READ THIS SO YEAH ILL SEE YOU ALL LATER ON THE FLIP SIDE!!!! (890 WORDS)
