For my middle school years im gonna have it be in three parts the first part will be me coming out to a few friends and it will about all of my boyfriend's Ive had so here goes the first part of my middle school life.
My first year in middle saw going fine i had friends people wanted to talk to me then i meet jake at first i didnt know what to think about him he was super popular and just so hot but he was in 8th grade and i couldnt believe it when he asked me out i felt like it was time for me to come out to people i cam out to my friends that i made in that year and they accepted me and then i felt free like i could do anything so i would walk about holding my boyfriends hand being the happiest person in the world. But when i was with him he acted different he would call me bitch and a slut then hit me across the face and have me blow him i always would go home and cry everynight until one night after everything happened i couldnt take it anymore soi grabbed the nearest blade and cut up and down my wrist. The next day jake walked up to me i had a tshirt on not thinking he would look at my wrist but he did so he said to me "meet after school love" so i did and when i did no one was around and i was happy my day was going great then he looked at me and hit me right across the face and as i feel he picked me up and said to me "what the hell is on you arm" so i told him i cut and he hit me agian and said "what the fuck do you have to cut for now get on your knees you bitch" so i did what i was told cuz i always do then everyday i went home and i would cut my wrist and try my real hardest to hide it from him but it never worked so he would abuse me over and over. And i couldnt take it anymore i was gonna end my life when i got home cuz of him but i chose not too and even tho he broke up with me cuz i wasnt perfect for him it still haunted me cuz he was my first boyfriend and i was in love with him but he only wanted to best me and beat me. So i put up a wall and when i saw him in the hallway and heard him call me a slut i would just get up go to the bathroom and start to cry i didnt know what to do i was in love with him and all he could do was hurt me. I then joined the drama club and thought that it could make me happy again and it did but then jake came back and said to me "hey bitch come blow me and be the slut that you are" i started to cry right there and my friends took me away and told him to fuck off. Since then when ever i saw him i he always got mad cuz i was so much better without him.
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Hey guys ik that this story was very sad it was sad for me even to type it for you guys but i did and my next two parts will be even worse im sorry but thats my middle school it was horrible.
