Chapter 2

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A few weeks later, the bulling became worse. I had started cutting again, my grades were coming down I was persuading my mother to home school me but she said no.

I try fighting my own battles but it never works I end up coming home with a black eye or a bloody nose.

My mother always worked late but today she was home early because she got a call from the principal.

She said that the principal had expelled the people that were bulling me.

That didn’t stop the bulling, in fact it got worse. I was called all the names under the sun. I came home with a broken nose that day. I told my mother I got hit by a basketball full force in the face, I lied to her the truth is while I was walking out the school gates they were waiting there for me and they punched, kicked, they even threw rocks at me.

I was being physically, psychologically and cyber bullied.

I felt like I couldn’t take it anymore. I still cut everywhere. I avoided everyone.

I was starting to get depressed, I took so many pills. I tried not to overdose.

I was in the doctors one day and they told me I had severe depression. I was on the edge of dying.

I kept it to myself but somehow the bullies found out and I was bullied even more and more.

I was in my room, lying on my bed, staring at the blank ceiling. My older sister walked in she sat on my bed. I sat up. My sister told me to not to worry that she was there for me.

I cried and my jumper was bleeding. I pulled up my sleeve. My bed was destroyed with blood. My sister saw it she hugged me has hard as she could and she said to me stay strong.

That night I was rushed to hospital. There was not much blood in my body and I found it hard to breathe. I was unconscious for a few days and when I lifted my eyes open I could see my mother crying on my brother’s shoulder. She told me to let go if I wanted to. My eyes then closed shut. I could hear my mother crying loudly and my brother shouting NURSE! NURSE!

I was dead for 2 seconds. I woke up and saw my mother shouting to my brother SHES ALIVE! He came over to see if it was true he was crying.  

I was in hospital for 2 weeks and my brother was there for me.

He never left me out of his sight.

SO ITS NOT GREAT BUT I PROMISE THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE BETTER

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