"why would you do this to your beautiful skin. Its not good and I know this from experience." he whispered in my ear
i didn't answer. After a while of hanging out I really want to tell him that i have a crush on him but i'm scared. He probably doesn't like me anyway. I'm just an ugly emo freak! Why would he even like me? Why would anyone like an ugly fat as like me? Someone who gets beat by my own mother and bullied in school and cuts herself every single day. I'm not telling him I don't wanna get rejected again. I just fake the smile I do so well. I start walking home. When I came upon my house I hear yelling and screaming. Oh great my parents are fighting again. When I walk through that door I will get beat until I almost die. I don't wanna go in there. So I just crawl through my bedroom window and try to avoid my parents. I just throw myself on my bed. I grab my IPod and log onto Instagram. I noticed that I had 3 comments on my photo. It was a picture of me. I read the comments. One said "oh look it's the emo shit. God your ugly as hell!" Another one said "Wow look it's the emo faggot! Just slit your wrists and go kill yourself. It would make everyone laugh. Nobody would miss you cause your too ugly for anyone to like! Haha I hope you go kill yourself right now!" The last one said "The world would be so much better if you weren't in it! Lol just go overdose or something so the world can be happy again! Emo faggot!"
I started bawling my eyes out. I grabbed my blade and held it in my hand. Why does everyone hate me, what did I ever do to them? I started slicing my arm. Blood is dripping everywhere. I start to calm down. I just let the blood drip. After while of watching the blood drip from my arm to the floor I had to clean up my mess. I clean up my arm first and stop the bleeding. Then I started cleaning up the floor. I am still crying. Those comments are hurtful. I hate people. I just wanna die right now. Maybe I should die, everyone would be happier without me anyway. The world would be so much better without me alive. Nobody likes me, they are all pretending. Ash is just pretending to be my friend. In the end he's gonna hurt me. Why should I even try?
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أدب المراهقينAlexandria is struggling with major depression, suicidal thoughts, being bullied, and getting beat by her parents. All of this leads her into the addiction of self-harm.