Save Me
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  • Reads 111
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 30m
Ongoing, First published Dec 03, 2015
Mature
'Why don't you kill yourself? ' They say. ' No one would miss you; not even your parents. Why do you think they gave you up? ' The voices continued. ' Your a waste of space. Go jump off a building' 


My name is Aniyah. Aniyah Jackson. I live in foster home where I constantly get bullied and harassed for no reason. People just don't like me, so they bully me and treat me terrible.  I wish it would stop, but it never will end. I complained and filed many reports but they don't give me the time of day.

I'm told that I'm worthless. I believe them.

I'm told that I'm ugly. I believe them.

I'm told that I would never amount to anything and that I should just die. I attempted suicide five times, but never accomplish my goal of dying.

Should I try harder? What is it that I am doing that everyone hates me for? Maybe I should try killing myself again.

My name is Aniyah Jackson and this is my story.
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