Bitch. Slut. Whore. Piece of shit. Attention-seeker. Fatass. Words. Every single one of those are words. Words that I hear on a daily basis. Words that cut their way into my mind and tear away at me all day. My name is Melanie Anderson. I'm that quiet girl, who wears long sleeve shirts everyday, but no one seems to question it. I'm that girl that no one talks to. I'm that girl that everyone hates. No one is there for me. Everyone bullies me, and says I'm worthless. And I'm starting to think that maybe I am. WARNING: This story contains self harm and strong language. Do not read if it makes you uncomfortable.