When my parents got home they brought home McDonald's. So we all sat at the kitchen table and ate.
"How was your day?" Asked my dad.
"Good." I lied. I always had to lie to my parents so they wouldn't find out I was depressed. I couldn't tell them anything. It would ruin everything. When I was done my dinner I asked if I could be excused and they said yes so I ran upstairs to my bedroom. I felt so alone. Like nothing In this world is going to change how I feel. The next morning I got dressed for school. I put on a long sleeve shirt to hide the cuts and put on a pair of tights and went downstairs for breakfast. I never really ate anything I always just ate an apple and was out the door. I did the same thing today. When I got to school I went to the same place I always sat at before school. When the bell rang someone pushed me and made me fall. My knee was bleeding a little bit. But I just wiped it off and went to class. I Almost started to cry when a girl named Kiana in my class "accidentally" pulled my hair. I couldn't believe this was my life. This is what I had to go through every day of my life. When I got home later that day I cut myself again but on both thighs. I was beginning to do it more and more. It was becoming an addiction. I was so depressed. I went into the bathroom and cut some more. I was really upset and depressed. I found some of my moms pills and shoved them down my throat. At dinner I could barely eat. But then my mom was looking at my wrist.
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A horrible life.
CasualeA girl named Paige got bullied in school. She almost took it way to far and almost committed suicide. But then her parents helped.
