Just once more ( #wattys2016 )

Look girls, cry baby came to visit us."

I stood there wanting to leave and walk away, I turned and was about to walk to the door--

"Where you think your going huh cry baby? Oh no you can stay here with us you: you clearly need some advise. So let's give you some." She turned to the others and giggled, and turned back to me; all walked up to me circling around me, I tried to run but I ran into one of the girls. She pushed me back laughing.

"Where you think your going cry baby."they all laugh. Pushing me back and forth in their circle. Then let me fall to the ground. They start stripping me down to skin, videotaping ripping my clothing.

"The whole school is going to see this you whore. Why did you try flirting with us. You wanted us to strip you." All laugh in their evil tones. They start pulling my hair dragging me. Yelling at me to stand up pulling my hair.

Holding my hair in full force, taking me to the stall throwing me in and leaving the bathroom laughing and locking the door.

Sliding down the stall door crying, asking why to myself. Why am I being treated this way. Why me? What did I do. I cried thinking. I'm tired it's been this way for 3 years, it's time to end it all: I got up from siting down walking over the the window, lifting up a piece of peeling paint where I keep my blade.

I grabbed my sweet friend, saying hello to it once again, it's only been a few hours seen last seeing you...

Contains child abuse, grief, ones struggle of a mental illness--reader warning advised ;