Speak Up

Make me disappear (Chapter 1)

Authors Note

 I deleted my other story because it didn't make sense the summary and the whole story didnt go together I've tried thinking about how to change it while sticking to the title and the story but it just never came up in my mind so I decided to make a fresh new start. Now I hope you enjoy this chapter and bye! (Also there will be cursing in here and if your easily disgusted by blood DO NOT READ THIS STORY!)

 My mind told me not to, but my body felt the need to. I got up from bed and walked to get my phone and check it 56 messages from 4  unknown numbers, 68 comments on each of my other social medias Insatgram,Facebook ,and my Youtube channel. I read the text messages they all read the same usual things like ugly bitch, fat ass, slut, why won't you just go kill yourself, dumb ass, etc. stupid me checked the social medias. It was enough, I leaned against the wall and slide down to the floor breaking into tears all of these comments and texts got to my mind and kept replaying and replaying the words in my mind. I never should ever belong here in this world, just make me disappear from this cruel world. I crawled to my bed and closed my eye, I didn't bother showering,brushing my teeth, or even change to my pajamas. I just let sleep do its job and take me away from the world.

 I woke up and checked the clock it was 5:30 AM. I forced myself out of bed and took a shower and brushed my teeth and everything. I walked to my room half asleep, fishing out some clothes I pulled out a Pierce The Veil shirt, along with so grayish blackish skinny jeans,and a large black jacket that was a little to big for me but it was for sure long enough to cover the old and new cuts on my arms. Once I putted clothes on I slipped on some old black high top converse, and walked out of my room to the kitchen downstairs. Before I went to the kitchen I heard my mom and my dad screaming in there room soon I heard glass shatter. I need to get out of here. I raced the down the stairs to the kitchen and pulled out a apple and a banana, I grabbed my backpack that was on the living room couch slipped it on and rushed out the door. I putted on my headphones and listened to music taking my time walking to school. Before I knew it the thoughts came back haunting me again, I felt the tears welling up but I wiped it away quickly.