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just want to get something off my chest
4 Reviewsthis acctually happened to me and my friends. I just wanted to get this off my chest
three years ago the girl i thought was my best friend, told me and my other friends that she has neuroblastoma (a type of cancer). over the three years she became like my sister. I started self harming when she first told us about this cancer. my mum found out about my cutting and stopped me.
This summer, my grandad was taken to hospital with a pain in his side. At first the hospital thought it was water on the lung. A few days later my grandad was diagnosed with lung cancer. I was at my dads when grandad was diagnosed, and dad was at work, and mum had phoned dad, who had phoned my other grandad,who told me, I cried my eyes out.
A few weeks after diagnosis, my grandad died.
I couldn't go to his funeral, because my dad wouldn't bring me back rom holiday.
in the few weeks since my grandads diagnosis, my friend had told me that another tumor, the size of a tennis ball had been discovered in her brain.
This will sound bad, but over the summer i was crying more because of my friend than i was my grandad (if that makes sense).
my friend had become friends with my mum.
My mum had noticed things weren't adding up.
when my mum told me she thought my friend was lying, i didn't believe her. I just said "she wouldn't lie about that"
after the summer, i was starting year ten at school. I had the stress of my grandad dying, my great nan dying, and the thought that my best friend was lying. oh and i was starting my GCSEs.
i stopped eating propery, partially because my othr grandad had said that i needed to lose weight, partially becasue I'd lost my appetite. I argued with my family.
I was sick of being strong. so i started self harming again.
my mum phoned the school about my lack of appetite, and i started seeing the school nurse.
After a few weeks I told Claire (the nurse) that I was self harming, and she told my mum.
after a few arguments with my mum, it was sorted out, and i stopped, for a while.
one RE lesson at school, me and two of my friends (including the one claiming she had cancer), were passing notes, and charlotte (the one claiming she had cancer) mentioned this boy she was "falling in love with" who was dying. I too the notes home and shhowed my mum. mum phoned the school, because, by this point my mum KNEW Charlotte was lying.
The school called charlotte's parents, and her dads words were
"Why are Bethany and her fmily making up such evil lies about my daughter, I will not have her slandered in this way"
Her parents were called in to a meeting, and so were my parents. My parents took these notes, and Charlottes parents recognised their daughters handwriting, and got angy (as you can expect).
in 4th period i got a note telling me to go see the wll being manager at lunchtime, so i went.
Mrs Hammond, told me that Charlotte had admitted to lying and asked if i wanted to go and see her.
I went to go and see her. I was asked if i still wanted to be friends with her, and because it hadn't hit me yet, i said yes. Charlotte was taken out of he room crying, and i went back to my other friends. One of them saw the look on my face and asked what was wrong, and i cried, and told them that she'd be lying, me and my best friend, who is like my sister, went outside and we cried on ach others shoulders (we had both lost our grandads to cancer).
The next day, Charlotte was late for school and my friend Abbie saw her in art. Charlotte told Abbie that me and Rosie(ilove frankieieroxx) were self harming for attentin. which is total bullshit.
later that day she told me and hannah that she was getting us all expensive christmas presents, to try and cheer us up, in other words she's trying to buy us back.
When I was first told, I wrote a full side of a4 of my thoughts (an somehow managed to do all of my work and get most of it right!)
one of the things that hurts the most is, Charlotte still hasnt had the decency to apologise. Not that an apology would make it better, but thats the LEASTT she owes us.
She put us through hell. and she's still lying.
she's a two faced lying bitch.
part of me still wants to be her friend. and part of me wants to hate her guts.
there are times i want to cut, but i know i cant. so when i want to cut, I either draw, write or listen to music.
sorry if you feel you ahve jsut wasted your time, but i just wanted to get this off my chest.
This summer, my grandad was taken to hospital with a pain in his side. At first the hospital thought it was water on the lung. A few days later my grandad was diagnosed with lung cancer. I was at my dads when grandad was diagnosed, and dad was at work, and mum had phoned dad, who had phoned my other grandad,who told me, I cried my eyes out.
A few weeks after diagnosis, my grandad died.
I couldn't go to his funeral, because my dad wouldn't bring me back rom holiday.
in the few weeks since my grandads diagnosis, my friend had told me that another tumor, the size of a tennis ball had been discovered in her brain.
This will sound bad, but over the summer i was crying more because of my friend than i was my grandad (if that makes sense).
my friend had become friends with my mum.
My mum had noticed things weren't adding up.
when my mum told me she thought my friend was lying, i didn't believe her. I just said "she wouldn't lie about that"
after the summer, i was starting year ten at school. I had the stress of my grandad dying, my great nan dying, and the thought that my best friend was lying. oh and i was starting my GCSEs.
i stopped eating propery, partially because my othr grandad had said that i needed to lose weight, partially becasue I'd lost my appetite. I argued with my family.
I was sick of being strong. so i started self harming again.
my mum phoned the school about my lack of appetite, and i started seeing the school nurse.
After a few weeks I told Claire (the nurse) that I was self harming, and she told my mum.
after a few arguments with my mum, it was sorted out, and i stopped, for a while.
one RE lesson at school, me and two of my friends (including the one claiming she had cancer), were passing notes, and charlotte (the one claiming she had cancer) mentioned this boy she was "falling in love with" who was dying. I too the notes home and shhowed my mum. mum phoned the school, because, by this point my mum KNEW Charlotte was lying.
The school called charlotte's parents, and her dads words were
"Why are Bethany and her fmily making up such evil lies about my daughter, I will not have her slandered in this way"
Her parents were called in to a meeting, and so were my parents. My parents took these notes, and Charlottes parents recognised their daughters handwriting, and got angy (as you can expect).
in 4th period i got a note telling me to go see the wll being manager at lunchtime, so i went.
Mrs Hammond, told me that Charlotte had admitted to lying and asked if i wanted to go and see her.
I went to go and see her. I was asked if i still wanted to be friends with her, and because it hadn't hit me yet, i said yes. Charlotte was taken out of he room crying, and i went back to my other friends. One of them saw the look on my face and asked what was wrong, and i cried, and told them that she'd be lying, me and my best friend, who is like my sister, went outside and we cried on ach others shoulders (we had both lost our grandads to cancer).
The next day, Charlotte was late for school and my friend Abbie saw her in art. Charlotte told Abbie that me and Rosie(ilove frankieieroxx) were self harming for attentin. which is total bullshit.
later that day she told me and hannah that she was getting us all expensive christmas presents, to try and cheer us up, in other words she's trying to buy us back.
When I was first told, I wrote a full side of a4 of my thoughts (an somehow managed to do all of my work and get most of it right!)
one of the things that hurts the most is, Charlotte still hasnt had the decency to apologise. Not that an apology would make it better, but thats the LEASTT she owes us.
She put us through hell. and she's still lying.
she's a two faced lying bitch.
part of me still wants to be her friend. and part of me wants to hate her guts.
there are times i want to cut, but i know i cant. so when i want to cut, I either draw, write or listen to music.
sorry if you feel you ahve jsut wasted your time, but i just wanted to get this off my chest.
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