I was 13 when this started. My friends walked out on me. I got called a b**ch, svlut, and freak, unwanted... I didn’t know what to do with my life. Should I end it? Should i keep on living? Monday morning, i got shoved into the toilets by Lucy she threatened to flush my head inside just because i spoke up for what was right. If you don`t know Lucy she’s a tomboy, she’s 10x bigger, 10x taller than me and she always has her hair tied up in a braid. I was walking down the hallway Lucky winked at Shayan (that’s Lucy’s best friend) they both gathered me in a circle and punched me in the stomach; they ran away with my school bag. Everyone asked me if i was ok I replied "I’m fine". I didn’t tell anyone it got serious. I was in my maths lesson sitting next to the smelling girl ever her name is Sophie she always smelt of smoke. I took my pencil case out of my bag and took my sharpener i asked Mr Khan (my teacher) for a pair of scissors, i took the end of the scissors and took the blade out of the sharpener. Finally the bell rang, Sophie started at me i ran to the toilets. I rolled up my sleeves and sat on the toilet seat i took my blade out and started cutting it hurt but it made me feel better, I pulled my skirt up and started cutting it hurt a lot this time. I had to realize this pain is too real. I sat there crying i could hear girls laughing and having fun. Lunch ended i had history (my next lesson), I was clutching my legs and wrists people gave me the dirty looks as if i killed 2 million people. Finally the lesson finished. I walked home as usual i was almost going to get run over by a car the man beeped really loudly at me i shook in horror. He was swearing at me i didn’t take any notice. I got home i threw my book and uniform. I shut the door and cried. I can’t take this no longer a voice inside my head said.


Weeks and months passed... I’ve started getting used to this. I covered my scars with long sleeves and makeup. Tomorrow its Alice’s birthday Alice is my younger sister. Mums booked a pool party. I woke up the first thing i did was jabbed loads of makeup in my thighs and wrists. I was so tempted to jump into the pool Alice pushed me “BOOOM” I fell it. It fell nice. All my makeup came off. Mum called me out on my own i had to tell her everything; she booked a meeting with a therapist called Dave. I didn’t really like him at first but he was really nice. It really helped. I wish i told someone earlier about all of this.