They call me fatty, freak, weirdo. Why because I'm different. I dress like I'm a guy, when I'm not. I'm Bisexual so what. I act different then most teenagers.
It started when I was about seven years old and has gradually become a suicide attempt, to get away from their cruel jokes, and Violence toured me. I will never forget the day I almost killed myself. But I stopped and remembered the time when I was Happy, care free, and they out weighted the ones when I was not happy but sad and vengeful. I decided then and their I would not let the bullies win. I would keep my life and do with it what I will. The first thing I did was escape that school and go to a no bully tolerance school.
I am now happy.:)
