Live your life

Ok I still couldn't get the prologue to upload but here's chapter 2!! I hope you like it! Please comment any opinions you have!! -Mackenzie

Chapter 2

After Kristen said that to me everything got worse. Even boys started calling me bitch now. I would walk through the hallways and hear whispers and laughter about me. In class I would see notes being passed about me. And on Facebook and twitter I would see posts about me. Kristen was right everybody does hate me. When I got home from school one day I walked in the door and saw my dad laying passed out on the couch. I quietly walked upstairs to my room and got out the small guitar my mom got me before she died. I started singing letting out everything that was going through my head. I felt like I was free and that nothing bad would happen as long as I was singing but I was wrong. I heard my dad stumbling up the stairs, he must've still been hungover from last night. "Isabella!! Get your ass out here!!" he yelled. "What is it dad?" I asked him. When I walked out of my room and he saw the guitar in my hand he rolled his eyes and started screaming at me. He yelled at me because I woke him up with my singing. "Dad I was just singing a little bit it wasn't that loud." When I said that he slapped me across the face and I fell. When I tried to get back up he pushed me to the ground again and started telling me I was worthless. I was crying begging him to stop. He finally got up and walked off. I ran into my bedroom and shut and locked my door. I layed in my bed all night and cut myself. The next day at school I had to wear a sweatshirt do nobody could see my cuts even though it was like 100 degrees outside. At lunch I was walking with my lunch tray when Sara came up to me and hit my tray and made me spill it all over my sweatshirt. She looked at me and said "Oh my gosh isabella I'm so sorry! Here let me help you." Sara said. I was in disbelief because she was actually being nice to me. "Here let me help you clean your sweatshirt." she said as she took my sweatshirt off quickly. I tryed to stop her before anybody could see my cuts or the bruises but I was to late. "Everybody look Isabella cuts herself!!!" Sara yelled. People started laughing and whispering even more. They started calling me cutter and they told everybody I was emo and people even said I gave myself the bruises. One day I was walking through the hallway and one of the girls I used to be friends with walked past me. She was talking to her friend and she said "I heard Isabella tried to commit suicide!" Her friend must not have known I was listening because then she said, "Good maybe she will try again and actually do it so we don't have to look at her anymore...

Well there's chapter 2 I really hope you guys like this. I hate when people get bullied and I really wanted to write this to show people how bad things can get.