May 28th, 2010

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before the years of second grade, i was happy and cheerful. before second grade i was bright, and i stood out. i loved attention and now its all gone.All Rights Reserved

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"I've realized, over the past few years of high school, that people are like vampires. They suck your dignity, self-confidence, and your self-esteem right out of your body, like it's blood. They infect you with the poison of hatred, greed, and selfishness. You can't escape their venom, as it's always there, lurking in the darkness, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. I've learned to deal with the sting of the bite, as it never goes away. I tried to not be infected, but the poison spreads like a wildfire, eating away at every inch of your body, until you disintegrate into nothing, and you're forgotten." 🏅achievements🏅 as of 12/30 - ranked #68 in suicideawareness as of 12/30 - ranked #888 in anxiety

This was my life when I haven't graduated middle school yet. *cringe warning*

Someone To Remember [COMPLETED] ni SunD0wner9

I journeyed on with my life. Apparently, we didn't moved to the US as we planned to do. So all that drama for nothing. Grade 11 or AKA Senior High School started sooo: New friends, new teachers, a new building, and another girl that managed to unconsciously take my heart.

A boy. A boy like any other. But not for me. It was the way his eyes captured the whole world just by looking at me. Me, a normal girl. I wondered how could that be. But yet again I couldn't be happier. Because for once in my life I'm tragically not the one who loves more.

Every day is a new day. new things happen. Meeting new people, Your friends dissaper, your life changes. *NOTE I usually don't write stories like this.

Things changed. It happened slow....Then, it suddenly picked up. It took on a life of it's own. SHIT! The weaker are on top. They seem to have it all. I have become the last thing, I ever wanted. Nothing should be bought or sold. There should never be a price on existing. I'm way too old for this shit....What ever the hell this is meant to be! Will this work out? Or will I just kill her. But. I like her smile. Maybe....We'll take it from there.

Picking Daisies (Book #1, Emily's story) ni CallOfTheAlpha

Why I wasn't important. Why I wasn't worth it. Why I was invisible. Why I gave up. Why I hate myself. Why I am alone. Why I got rope. Why I got a chair.

My Red String(BOOK ONE)[COMPLETE] ni jeanssl

When I was born, I wasn't born with this "Red String" everyone apparently had. It seemed to connect people, to have people's hearts never broken. Well, I'm unlucky enough to not have a string. Sometimes, it does seem as though I am very lucky to not a string, for it does cause drama. Although... Feeling left out isn't my cup of tea, and hearing all these stories people tell me aren't the best either. This all changed when I hit my second year of high school, and the new kid on the block seemed to have the same problem as I.

The stinging burn of the water from my fresh cuts. The hot salty liquid streaming down my red hot cheeks. The times I am in so much pain that I can't even cry anymore.

"She showed other people how poor of a person I was and they bullied me right alongside her. It only got worse from there. The day I attempted suicide, she had told me to kill myself." Warning: some parts can be triggering I wrote this back in 2016 so it is CRINGEY. You have been warned.

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"I've realized, over the past few years of high school, that people are like vampires. They suck your dignity, self-confidence, and your self-esteem right out of your body, like it's blood. They infect you with the poison of hatred, greed, and selfishness. You can't escape their venom, as it's always there, lurking in the darkness, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. I've learned to deal with the sting of the bite, as it never goes away. I tried to not be infected, but the poison spreads like a wildfire, eating away at every inch of your body, until you disintegrate into nothing, and you're forgotten." 🏅achievements🏅 as of 12/30 - ranked #68 in suicideawareness as of 12/30 - ranked #888 in anxiety

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