Growing up as a kid I wasn't the prettiest or skinniest, so I got bullied quite a lot. As life went on I soon noticed that I only had 3 friends. I only just got through high school as the bullying got worse. I swear I have died a million times but no one has noticed, not even my own family. I did meet a guy, he's pretty cool. He's my boyfriend and he loves motorbikes. He had a comp on the east coast during October. Obviously I had to go because I couldn't be away from him. He had a terrible accident and that brings me to now, in hospital waiting for the test results. I'm scared as hell but I know everything will be ok.. hopefully. ------------------------------------------------