My Bullies Of Magcon

Chapter 1

*Belle*

I wake up dreading I can't stop it. For 4 years it's happened now. Ever since 7th grade. I'm now 16. A junior in high school.

Hi I'm Belle. As I said I'm 16. And I'm high school. People are saying that "high school is the best years of your life" well that is a fucking lie. It's not for me.

I'm being bullied by 7 guys. The most popular kids in school. Nash Grier, Cameron Dallas, Carter Reynolds, Taylor Caniff, Jack Johnson, Jack Gilinsky, and Matt Espinosa.

I drag myself off my bed and to my closet. Today I wear a black half sleeve shirt and a pair of black shorts. I don't bother showing my cuts. Everyone in the school laughs at me and calls me "suicidal" but I don't care. I just show off my cuts anyway.

I walk down stairs looking all around. SHOCKER! No one is home. I grab and apple and my penny board and I walk out the door.

I look left and right hoping no one to be there. There is no one there now but later there will. I start skating forward and I hear mumbles behind me.

"Hey!" someone yells. And by someone I mean Jack G. their leader. I keep skating. "Bitch!" He yells again. I go fast.

I then feel something hit my back causing me to fall. I fall down in grass thankfully. "When I tell you to stop you stop." He says with anger in his eyes. "Correction you didn't say to stop you said 'Hey' and 'Bitch'" I correct him.

He punches me in the stomach. "Did I tell you to correct me?" they all start to punch me and kick me. They leave and I'm laying there.

I manage to get myself up and I head in the opposite direction not to school. I listen to "Her Last Words"

Just an average girl she always wore a smile

She was cheerful and happy for a short while

But now she's older and things are getting colder

Life's not what she thought she wished someone had told her

She told you she was down but you let it slip by

So from then on she kept it on the inside

She told herself she was alright but she was telling white lies

Can't you tell look at her dull eyes

Tried to stop herself from crying almost every night

But she knew there was no chance of feeling alright

Summer came by, all she wore was long sleeves

'cause those cuts on her wrists were bleeding through you see

She knew she was depressed didn't want to admit it

Didn't think she'd fit in everyone seemed to miss it

She carried on like a soldier with a battle wound

Bleeding out from every cut her body consumed

She had no friends at school all alone she sat

And if someone were to notice she would blame the cat

But those cuts on her wrist they were no mistake

But no one cared enough to save her from this self hate