Bullied

"I placed the tip of the blade on the pale skin of my left arm, singing the song quietly. The coldness of the blade made me shiver slightly. I put just enough pressure on the blade to prick my skin. I dragged the blade across my arm until I made a short line. The cut wasn't very deep - I didn't dare. A line of blood flowed from the cut, down my arm, and onto the carpeted floor of my small bedroom. I noticed that I wasn't crying anymore. Instead, my small, pale pink lips were in a thin line, expressionless.

I didn't feel any pain - nope, not even a tiny sting. Instead, I felt something new. An odd mixture of freedom, happiness and sadness. I both loved and hated the feeling. It was as though I could fly away into a land where everything went the way I wanted it to, where I'd be happy. But at the same time it made me feel like a prisoner, trapped in a jail made of my very own suicidal thoughts. It would be difficult for me escape them - just like it would be difficult for a prisoner to escape a jail."

******************************************

My name is Allery Chris (I'm a girl if you didn't know) and I get bullied by girls. I have a few girl friends, but I usually hangout with boys.

THIS IS BASICALLY A BOOK ABOUT A 15 YEAR OLD GIRL WHO GETS BULLIED A LOT .
CONTAINS SWEARING, VIOLENCE, AND SELF-HARMING, BUT NO SMUT (THE MOST IS JUST KISSES)

Enjoy!!!!