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I miss the days when I was just like everyone else.
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I hate Paula. I hate her. I hate her. I HATE HER. She does this every time, has done since I was eleven years old. She makes my already suckish life hell!
After I had watched franks car leave the home I knew that I wouldn’t be seeing them again, which was a shame really because I really liked frank!
So when they went I didn’t come down for tea, I didn’t eat what they bought up, I didn’t do anything. I just sat there. It was days like this I really was glad I had my own room.
I have to go to school in the morning… not that I really felt like seeing all the people who seemed to take pleasure in making my life hell… making me want to die…
But no one really knew how I felt… not even Mikey, my brother. No one knew how much it hurt seeing everyone laughing and having fun, when all I had was Mikey, when the one person I could trust was my twelve year old brother who had had more of a life than anyone else in this god forsaken school. Poor kid.
Here… I’m not even allowed to be myself. I had bought some black nail varnish because Mikey had used all of mine up… they had confiscated it! They said it was only for girls… but then I brought another one and they couldn’t find it so it was all good!
Apart from it wasn’t all good… It really wasn’t.
In fact… it was quite the opposite. I really didn’t know how long o could go on like this, constantly in pain, constantly hurting.
I got bullied at school, called emo, faggot, Goth, sue (some smart ass nickname some jerk had made up… short for suicidal) and any other name that can be thought of that describes a bi-polar self-harming freak… oh yeah… I hadn’t mentioned that.
It was all just a mess here at the home. I hated the way that nothing was every properly yours, I have never had a birthday that was mine, I share it with that Daniel kid (well he actually wasn’t so much of a kid anymore) he was the one who had pushed me down the stairs when I had turned family guy over because I wanted to watch the newest episode of batman… they say that stereotyping people was bad… but he really was what seemed to be the stereotypical teenage orphan… but then again… I guess I was too…
I miss the days when I was just like everyone else.
TA DAA! RATE AND REVIEW PLEASE!;D
-EBONY XO
After I had watched franks car leave the home I knew that I wouldn’t be seeing them again, which was a shame really because I really liked frank!
So when they went I didn’t come down for tea, I didn’t eat what they bought up, I didn’t do anything. I just sat there. It was days like this I really was glad I had my own room.
I have to go to school in the morning… not that I really felt like seeing all the people who seemed to take pleasure in making my life hell… making me want to die…
But no one really knew how I felt… not even Mikey, my brother. No one knew how much it hurt seeing everyone laughing and having fun, when all I had was Mikey, when the one person I could trust was my twelve year old brother who had had more of a life than anyone else in this god forsaken school. Poor kid.
Here… I’m not even allowed to be myself. I had bought some black nail varnish because Mikey had used all of mine up… they had confiscated it! They said it was only for girls… but then I brought another one and they couldn’t find it so it was all good!
Apart from it wasn’t all good… It really wasn’t.
In fact… it was quite the opposite. I really didn’t know how long o could go on like this, constantly in pain, constantly hurting.
I got bullied at school, called emo, faggot, Goth, sue (some smart ass nickname some jerk had made up… short for suicidal) and any other name that can be thought of that describes a bi-polar self-harming freak… oh yeah… I hadn’t mentioned that.
It was all just a mess here at the home. I hated the way that nothing was every properly yours, I have never had a birthday that was mine, I share it with that Daniel kid (well he actually wasn’t so much of a kid anymore) he was the one who had pushed me down the stairs when I had turned family guy over because I wanted to watch the newest episode of batman… they say that stereotyping people was bad… but he really was what seemed to be the stereotypical teenage orphan… but then again… I guess I was too…
I miss the days when I was just like everyone else.
TA DAA! RATE AND REVIEW PLEASE!;D
-EBONY XO
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