Jessica was eleven now and she was in sixth grade. Summer time. It was about to be her birthday; her birthday was after school started. Everyone asked her how old she was. She told them she was eleven and everyone said "stop lying" she wasn't lying though. Later she turned twelve and then she told her friends and they went to her lunch period and screamed "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!" She giggled and shook her head playfully and continued eating. She did think she was fat. She loved her friends; not necessarily herself though. She did (trigger warning) always think about suicide but didn't attempt; she also thought about self harm. Later she was lying in bed thinking to herself about all the stuff going on in her life and started to cry. The reason was: her dad committed suicide and she didn't know until that afternoon. He didn't want to meet her. She fell asleep and the next morning she realized how depressed she really was and thought about it and started to cry again. This was Saturday. She went to her transgender friend he's ftm and she told him how depressed she was and he told her it'll be okay. She was dating her crush before but he broke up with her. She hated that. She then finally stopped liking him. His name was Michael, she knew him from first grade. Her best friend Kaitlynn she got to talk to over the summer (she hadn't talked to her since 4th grade)
