Live your life

Chapter 4

I never told anybody about those guys beating me up but they never came back. It was a year later and I was 14. My birthday was in a week but nobody cared so it didn't really matter. After 2 years of being bullied I still cut and I still got beat by my father. He beat me almost every night. There is only one night that he hasn't been drunk in the past 3 months and it was only because he went out with his friends but of course he came back drunk. The bullying hadn't really gotten worse but it didn't get better either. The only time people ever talked to me it was to call me a bitch or a whore. I was use to that so it didn't affect me but then one day I got tagged in a post on Facebook. I checked it and it said this,

Kristen Bell

I wish isabella would just kill herself already! I mean she's such a loser and everybody hates her. Isabella if you read this I hope you know your unwanted and your a nobody. You cut yourself anyways so why not just go ahead and kill yourself! But I guess if you want to put everybody through this torture that's your choice...

I couldn't handle it anymore I couldn't. I grabbed my raiser and got ready to cut but then I remembered a song my mom sang to me when I was little. My dad wasn't home so I decided to get my guitar out and sing it. "You are beautiful no matter what they say words can't bring us down ohh I am beautiful in every single way so don't you bring me down today."

As I played the last note on my guitar I started hearing laughter outside. I opened my window and looked in my front yard to find all of the girls I used to be friends with. "Awww how cute you sing to make yourself feel better! To bad you suck!" one girl said. "Yeah really but her mom used to sing that to her that's why because her moms just so important!" kristen told the girl sarcastically. "I bet her mom is as ugly as she is!"

When she said that I lost it! Anybody could talk about me but they COULD NOT talk about my mom. I ran out my front door grabbed rocks and stated throwing them at the girls! "Oh gosh shes having a tantrum everybody watch out the bitch is throwin rocks," Kristen said. "No!!" I screamed at her. "My mother is one of the most beautiful people in the world. And right now your being a bitch! Seriously how can you talk about somebody's dead mother like that!" I was so mad that I ran up to her and shoved her on the ground. She got angry and stood up and came towards me. Her friends grabbed her from punching me and they dragged her from my house. "Isabella are you sure your mom didn't kill herself? I know I would've if had to live with you!" she shouted at me. I ran to my room crying and that time I grabbed the razor and cut deep into my skin. I layed their in my blood and tears on my bed. I grabbed the picture of my mom off my dresser and looked at it. "Mom why is this happening. I can't believe they're saying these things. I don't know if I can even handle this anymore! I just want one friend thats all I want! Why can't one good thing happen to me? Why?"