Well, today I am going to tell you my story on how i am bullied. In Kindergarden through 3rd grade, I was always the most happiest kid ever! I was always nice to people, (which I still am now) and I always cared about people (which I still do)... But when 4th grade happened, that all changed.... In 4th grade I was still smiling. Until I met a boy, he was really cute! He always was the "Bad Boy" of the class, I don't really like bad boys but he changed all of that. I was always on cloud nine when I met him. One day I told my best friend about the boy and that I had a crush on him. I told her not to tell anybody. She promised she wouldn't. Well instead of telling nobody, she told all of the school! I was already in a relationship... [Read More]
Tags: Alone, Bullied, VictimThe night was cold. It had just stopped raining and the streets glimmered as the moonlight and stars reflected on them. I was standing on the curb of the sidewalk under a streetlight. I had my white umbrella balanced under my palm. I check my watch. It was growing late but I didn't want to go home. I don't know why I had stopped there; on that very spot. So, I headed home. I entered the house and the strong tension hit me like a wave. I could hear my mother and my stepfather fighting in the kitchen. It wasn't their first fight. My little brother was sitting in the living room, staring at the TV with a dark screen. I asked him what was going on but he never responded. I sat next to him and he immediately wrapped him arms around me. Everything happened so fast. Mother made... [Read More]
Tags: Sad, Angry, Family, Alone, Hopelss, Heartbroken, Brother, Love, Night, Rain, Cry, TearsI remember the day I first met you. I remember the first word you said to me. I remember it all, but I bet you don’t remember. I remember the conversation we once had about doughnuts. I even remember the first time you said I love you. But I also remember how we fell apart. We had been together almost 5 months. It was the first day of school but it was also the day my heart died. I woke up feeling happy making sure to send you a good morning text and to remind you how much I love and care for you. Getting on the bus to find a seat was ok. I got to the school slowly feeling the dread of last year’s demons coming back. Me getting called fat and ugly while wishing and hoping for someone to hold me to help me fight my demons... [Read More]
Tags: Sad, Lost, Regret, Painful, Unfaithfulness, Cheating, Unloved, Broken Heart, Death, Hurt, Betrayal, Tears, MemorI walked into my first day of school on a cold, rainy morning. I was wearing a sweater, even though it was early fall, and much too warm for sweaters. I had to hide the bruises. My parents had fought again. I decided to attempt to break it up. It hadn't gone very well. I sneaked my way through the crowded hallways, praying I didn't bump into anyone and hit my bruises. Someone would notice if I winced. I reached my small locker and opened it. I was surprised to find a note in it. It read; "What's it like, to be all alone in the world?" "The hell?" I muttered, crumbling up the paper and tossing it into my bag. I heard snickers from what sounded like a girl behind me. "What do you want?" I groaned, spinning around to face her. Ariella. The only girl who knew about... [Read More]
Tags: Alone, Sad, Depression, Death, Hurt, Broken, Lost, PainSilently, I walked in the pouring rain, towards that old abandoned bus station, running away from Daddy again. He was drunk again, and the sting from the smack across my face began to burn with every rain drop that spilled on it. My jaw ached and I could feel my sweater rubbing against my back, against the open wounds from Daddy's belt. He loved adding to the scars. He always had a fascination with making me cry. Then he'd spit on me, and laugh at me. "Crying is for the weak, stupid little bitch! Cry a river if you want. No one cares!" "Daddy, I'm sorry.. I love you.. Please, stop.." I would beg and plead for hours sometimes. That only edged him on more. I sat on the only bench that wasn't drenched in water and buried my head in my hands. I could still feel the burn from... [Read More]
Tags: Abuse, Alone, Cutting, Sex, Drugs, Alcohol, Depression, Bipolar, ScaredStanding at the edge of a precipice. Looking down into the bottomless abyss. No way out. A few more steps forward, and you teeter on the thin crumbling line. One more step forward and you'll fall, give in to the darkness, let it shroud your senses with blissful numbness. Just disappear from here... If you go back, you'll break apart, shatter to pieces which then will dissolve to dust under the burning merciless glare of the sun. And it'll happen oh so very slowly. After you completely break down, after there's nothing left inside of you. After the emptiness takes over and your heart becomes hollow. After your eyes are blank and empty, glazed over. When every smile you make seems to be brimming with happiness, but in reality it's like a stake being driven through your soul. When every laugh is like another needle in the pincushion that your... [Read More]
Tags: Suicide, Sad, Story, Pain, Hurt, Depression, Heartbeat, Heartbroken, Heartache, Abyss, Alone, Misery, SadnessOkay, imagine this. Being the most "popular" girl in the 6th grade. (As so I thought.) having all the guys like you. Always the center of the attention. You may think I am all for myself, but I am not. I am being serious. I was considered, the "popular girl" not one of those snobby types you see in the movies, like Mean girls, or your occasional drama movie. I was caring. I loved my friends, family, god, everything. I wouldn't ever let anyone or anything change me, and who I was as a person. Imagine having all that, and thinking you're on top of the world, when a new girl moves in. At that time, all the guys started liking her. Yeah it's 6th grade, big whoop. But when you are in 6th grade, and having a guy like you, was like the best thing ever. Back to the... [Read More]
Tags: True Story, Sad, Fake Friends, Betrayal, Sadness, Alone, DepressionSinging and acting has clichés, some accept and hail you for talent, others see you as the spawn of Beelzebub himself. My (former) Father was the later. He believed that I was in a homosexual relationship with my best friend, thought I sold my soul to the devil, called me "fat ass," or "faggot" and even saying things as horid as " If you don't lose your virginity by the time you're 15, I'm buying you a call girl." Because of the verbal abuse I was receiving, I saw a therapist, upon discovering this, my father disowned me. It hurts when you are so disgusting, even your own father considers you unfit to be his son. His last words he ever said to me were, "Son, its a fucking disgrace my name is attached to you." The look of hatred in his eyes was just like the one of the... [Read More]
Tags: Depression, Disowned, Hopeless, Disgrace, Hate, Bullied, Alone, SadShe's an innocent little girl named Natasha who grew up with no one and nothing. Her mother didn't have time for her or her sisters. Her mother had time for drugs and sex. She was 4 and she was confused. She asked God everyday why her mommy didn't love her. Natasha asks her mommy why she doesn't love her and her mother says "Because you're worthless! You're ugly and disgusting and you're not my kid!" Natasha just cries, she doesn't understand why her mother says the things that she says. She's cold, hungry and scared. Her mother never feeds her or her sisters. Instead her mother sits there and eats in front of them, making her and her sisters smell the food but if they try to eat it, they know they'll get beat,so they go to bed starving. Natasha stinks and is extremely dirty. Her mom didn't pay any... [Read More]
Tags: Sad, Sadness, Broken, Sad Story, Pain, Painful, Hurt, Help, Hopeless, Alone, Crying, Confused, Cutting, Giving UpHave you ever fallen in love from the first sight? Or did you ever wonder if it was real? well..I can tell you it is in fact real, since I'm one of it's victims, now you wonder why I called myself a victim..well that's because nothing..happened..and I kept on wondering and wondering .. and wondering. I have not a day in my life when I thought I'd meet someone like him. Though that day .. I felt like life was finally giving me something bright and warm, that's what I thought.., we made eye contact my heart skipped a beat. I felt like time has stopped and everything around me stopped moving. I just saw his eyes only his eyes..I loved him and I didn't get the chance to hear his voice..or know his name..I didn't care about that stuff because .. his smile made my brain blank .. just... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Distance, Hope, Sadness, Hurt, Alone