You killed me a long time ago. Way before I had the chance to do it myself. Now's my last chance. With seven failed suicide attempts, cuts throughout my entire body, and countless family therapy sessions, you'd think everybody would've give up by now. We'll you thought wrong. It's made them try so much harder to make me "normal" again. As if I ever was their definition of "normal." This word no longer had any meaning to me, how could it? I've been bullied my entire life! Spitballs, teasing, name calling, hitting, kicking, punching, websites dedicated to making fun of me and me alone! Yeah, okay, you know exactly what I've been through. Sure you do. Just keep telling yourself that and it will make all the bad things go away! Don't get me wrong, my foster parents are okay, but after being verbally and physically abused by my peers and birth parents, well... there's only so much a girl can take.