Catching my Breath

Catching my Breath

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Before we get into the description I just want to give a heads up that there will be some scenes where there is going to be homelessness, abuse, assault, drug/alcohol addiction, and suicide. I will be writing this in a way that if you have to skip any sections carrying these scenes you will not be lost in the story line. So that you will be able to skip the scene and still understand the story. "Emery! wait up!" I turned around at the sound of my name and smiled when I saw my best friends Sarah, and Caleb run up to me from their lockers that were a bit farther down. "Hey guys! I missed you!" It was Monday today and I wasn't able to see my friends or talk to them all weekend. "I tried to message you on Sunday, but you didn't reply! What did you do this weekend?" Caleb responded while pulling me into a huge hug. I flinched as my mind went back to the previous night. I could still hear my mom yelling, and remember the cold wind as I waited for her to fall asleep. I remember the mess the house was in when I finally returned home. They can't know what is going on. "I just had a lot of homework and catching up to do for dance stuff. I barely had time for my phone, sorry Caleb!" I laughed while hugging Caleb back. I hugged him tighter for a second, his hugs always bringing me comfort since he is one of my best friends. "Guys lets go to class before we are late!" Sarah, rushed out as the five minute bell rang. "Okay, okay let's go!" I chuckled and looked at them laughing together a few feet ahead. They can't know what's going on. They wouldn't understand my problems. They need me to be able to help support them.
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This is a bio about me and what I went through as a child. You see I was abused not just by both parents but my whole family. I know you guys probably heard about all of this before but I want to write this. It will help me forget about my past and let me move on. I was suicidal and I wanted to give up but I didn't. So this is a story of what happened before Ways To Stop Bullying and after it. Journey with me when you see the hell I went through and how I made it out to be the person I am today. To be honest this is something that scares me more than anything in the world by writing this. But I want to and need to. To be warned it will get ugly and it might not look that bad to most people who probably had it worse than me. But this isn't why I'm writing this to get sympathy I'm writing this so I can finally move on and say. I done this I lived through it. I doubt anyone would read this and if they do I doubt many will but I don't care I'm writing this for me and if it helps others? I'm glad so I don't know what else to say so this is all.

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