My Story
I want to make this in case I deside to end it, so people know what actually happend.
Part eleven- the end

               After that. I fell into such deep depression. I cut. I cut a lot. There are cuts all the way up my left arm and some on my legs. My parents found out about my cuts and now I am going to go to a consoler starting in February.  They asked me, why? Why did you cut. I couldn’t tell anyone. So I just shrugged.
                The bullying got worse. It got so bad I stopped going to lunch. I haven’t went to lunch now for 2 months. No one wants to sit by me. So why go? I have my ear phones in all day. Ignoring people. Sweats all the time.  I came close to killing myself multiple times. I’m never happy. I don’t know how to be. I’m broken beyond repair. I have no friends, no one there for me except for some people like Lexi or Cole.
                I’m going to be moving school now on the 23^rd. Thanks for listening to my story. If I die, this is why. I love all the people that have helped me through this past year. I love you mom, dad, and brothers. I’m sorry I couldn’t be a better daughter. And to class 2015 at Albany; I HOPE YOU KNOW THIS IS YOUR FAULT. YOU COULD HAVE CHANGED THIS. I hope this serves as a lesson.  
Love Andrea.

 If you are still reading, thankyou<3