Alone
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I'm just gonna put the story in the description also - - - - - - Do you ever feel so alone? Like a big dark cloud is over you, haunting you? That cloud is always there? How ever many times you wish for it to go away, it just won't? You feel like someone has taken over your body? If you do, your not alone. I feel that way. So many things I hide, your afraid if you show who you really are you will left judged. Many people at my school think I'm obnoxious, annoying, self centered, but I act like that to hide the fact how I really feel. Sad, alone, miserable. But who cares what anyone else thinks Don't ever be afraid to show who you really are, because as long as you are happy with yourself, no one else's opinion matters. That's the words I'm going to start living by No more fake me. For now on I will be the shelby I want to be
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This is a bio about me and what I went through as a child. You see I was abused not just by both parents but my whole family. I know you guys probably heard about all of this before but I want to write this. It will help me forget about my past and let me move on. I was suicidal and I wanted to give up but I didn't. So this is a story of what happened before Ways To Stop Bullying and after it. Journey with me when you see the hell I went through and how I made it out to be the person I am today. To be honest this is something that scares me more than anything in the world by writing this. But I want to and need to. To be warned it will get ugly and it might not look that bad to most people who probably had it worse than me. But this isn't why I'm writing this to get sympathy I'm writing this so I can finally move on and say. I done this I lived through it. I doubt anyone would read this and if they do I doubt many will but I don't care I'm writing this for me and if it helps others? I'm glad so I don't know what else to say so this is all.

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