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1. mystoryaccountyousee
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2. mystoryaccountyousee
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   December 20, 2011 12:49pm UTC
   they didn't realize
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   School was hell. Home was worse. And online was the only place besides my bedroom I could go to get away from it all. That was, until people from school found my facebook. That's when everything went out of control, the day people found "Mary Wells".
   My name is Lindsey, Lindsey Putter, actually. I'm fifteen, and I have the complete set;; bleach blond hair, and sea blue eyes. You'd think people would love me, my hair was natural and I didn't have a pimply face or glasses. But, in all reality, everyone hated me. And I never understood why. I was the oldest of four sisters, and a brother. I set the best example I could, but it's not like I was the goody two shoes. I got into my fair share of trouble, did my share of back talking to my parents and the teachers at school, but people seemed to think I did it for attention.
   I never did anything for attention, I hate attention. I hate having people look at me when I'm late to class, when I get up to throw something away, I feel like their eyes are daggers. Shotting straight at me. I heard the snickers and I saw the notes people passed. Always about me. What can I say? Blue eyes and blonde hair doesn't always make you popular. In my case, it makes me hated.
   At home, it's not much better. I can never escape the judging stares and the harsh words. I went online to talk to the only family members who actually cared, and I was under a fake name. I couldn't be found, right? Wrong.
   The cycle got worse when people found my facebook.
   This is my story.
   The cycle got worse.♥
   
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3. mystoryaccountyousee
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   December 18, 2011 11:08am UTC
   they Didn't realize
   Introduction
   For the umpteenth time this month, I slammed the computer shut, no longer worrying about cracking the screen. I accidently "dropped" it on the ground of my bedroom floor, and lay back on the unmade bed. Things began to get blury, as the tears began to seep from my eyes. I got up, slammed the metal door and fell back onto my bed. My tall length sized mirror, that I had nailed to my wall next to my twin sized bed, was mocking me. I slammed my fist into it, and glass shattered. My hand began to bleed, the red was like a rapidly flowing sea, but I didn't move to bandage it, by now, I just didn't care.
   I just didn't care.♥
   
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4. mystoryaccountyousee
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   December 9, 2011 11:32pm UTC
   inside the mind of a suicide♥
   Chapter Five- From Heaven
   My name is Sarah. I died by my own hand because my bullies didn't know when to stop, my parents didn't know when to pay attention and the school didn't know how to be the authority. I was going to try to live. I turned my phone off, and I posted one last status.
   "i'm doing it tonight. goodbye"
   but nobody cared because I lived my life in Hell and I escaped. I live in Heaven, now. It was horrible, when my parents came home to find my body. But, they finally knew. The funeral was huge. People who never loved me, all of a sudden were my best friends. That's how it is when someone dies. Bullying hasn't happened in that school since I died. But, I did hurt my sisters pretty bad. They don't understand. I guess nobody really does. Suicide was caused by bullying. I still don't know why I was bullied. But at least now, everyone knows the pain.
   This is my story. And mine alone.
   Sequel To Come..If You Want.
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6. mystoryaccountyousee
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   December 9, 2011 11:06pm UTC
   inside the mind of a suicide♥
   Chapter Three- Christmas
   This holiday I didn't ask for anything. I knew the things I'd ask for wouldn't get used. Christmas morning, my sisters who were visiting awoke me at six a.m.
   "Santa came, santa came!" I mumbled words that weren't really words as they jumped on me and tore the covers off.
   "Come on!"
   "Okay okay !" We shuffled into the living room. There was a pile of presents, in bright paper with bows. I separted the gifts and they began to tear the paper.
   Oohing and ahhing at their new toys and gadgets, I stood to make breakfast like always when they were here. My scars hurt. Yeah, I brought back the blade. Not for long,though.
   Snow was falling outside and they begged me to take them out. So I did. I sat on the icy steps as they made snowballs.
   "That's cheating!"
   "No it's not!"
   "Yes it is! You can't throw three at once."
   "Yes huh!"
   I gigled at their silly, childhood argument and tried to remember a time I had fun like them. I couldn't. So I went to join them. The cold, fluffy snow enveloped me in a shiver but it wasn't a bad shiver. It was the good, maybe life isn't so bad after all, shiver. Until I heard the door across the street open and Colin open his mouth. I couldn't make out the words, I was trying to ignore them. I could tell they were about me. I hated it. In just a few days, the house would be empty. My parents would be taking the girls home, I never went.
   Just a few more days.
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13. mystoryaccountyousee
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    December 8, 2011 12:44pm UTC
    inside the mind of a suicide♥
    Introduction
    I knew what I was doing that night when I held the blade too close.
    When I hung up the phone and hit the power button I knew what I was about to do, even if at the moment, I really thought it was just going to be another scar.
    When I logged off facebook, posted that status and waited for five minutes for someone to care, I knew.
    I waited for A family member, an old friend, anyone.
    Nobody did.
    I knew what I was doing that night.
    I knew what led up to it. Nobody else did.
    Who cared to listen?
    My name is Sarah, and this is my story up until that night.
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