It all started on October 23, 1999.
This child was born. She was happy and was kind of spoiled, but not by much. She was happy, and that's all she needed. Then, she got a baby sister before she even reached kindergarten. Okay, siblings aren't that bad. Then kindergarten reached and she flew completely through to 4th grade like a breeze. In 1st grade, she got another baby sister. Happy as could be them three. It was nice to feel happy and accepted at school. Then came 5th grade, off to a new school. Public school, infact. Were kids nice? Were they mean? Where is the classroom? Then came four girls up to her and asked, "Do you want to be friends?" Sure, why not? They became sort of friends. School was hard, no real friends, oh well. Middle school came and it was a change. More people, more classes, how could she do this? She stuck with a certain friend, and made it through the year. 7th grade begun, and her best friend was taken by another girl. She felt alone, but still stuck with the friend from the previous year. She met a girl in the grade ahead and they became best of friends. They looked quite alike and they acted alike too. Then she started getting bullied, so she fought back. Boys who made fun of her became afraid of her and girls who were mean became to hate her. Too bad, their loss. 8th grade year came and it was another story. Started getting her best friend back, and her other friend moved to Texas, so she found others to stick with. That was pretty easy, until a boy came along. She liked him, a lot. He didn't like her back, so she fell into a stage of developing anorexia. She was unhappy, but found a way through it. Next step, highschool. Entered 9th grade, holy cow. Many kids, many hoes, many swag gangs, and not many friends. She's made one new friend that was from out of town. The new best friend from 7th grade, she found again and became super best friends with her once again, and they still are. People ask them if they are related, but nope they aren't. She begun cheer, and it was a blast. Her grades fell down and so did her attitude and she fell into a puddle of major depression. She cut, she cried, but she hasn't said goodbye. She made the choice to quit, so today she quit cheer. It's like somebody had lifted a huge weight off her back. She's happy and her best friend took her blades. That's right, no more bad days.
Today she is 14, how can I tell?
Well, this is a short life-story about me.
As one of my best friend's said, your life story can change atleast 1 person's life.
Guys, don't go all depressed for a guy. It's a horrible mistake. I still sometimes don't eat, but I'm working on it. Today, me and him are very close friends and everything's okay. My best friends are infact on this website. One gets on every day, along with her boyfriend and the other doesn't come on much, but hey, atleast she knows about witty.
Please, stay strong and avoid the steps I took to get this far.
I believe in you guys.