Aftermath

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I swear U.K. hits different one minute it's sunny next minute raining choose one.
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Evie POV.

My ex was messaging me nonstop saying she's sorry she didn't mean it but it's bullshit so I blocked her. I didn't want to leave my room after what mother said I went to the bathroom i hid a knife in my bathroom because when I was 9 I tried to kill myself because no one believed me they believed the boy. They all called me a liar they said I started the fight but that true I was only trying to protect one of girls from being bullied.

They where bullying her because she had a single mother when I heard her crying I punched the bully in the face and started stomping on him. After that the teachers called our parents in, the boy was lying to everyone saying I started but it's all a lie i shouted my mothers started getting angry because of my behaviour, the girl that was getting bullied Ai her mother and mines been best since they where kids I told Ai to tell them what they said but she was still shocked she couldn't speak.

They told me I have an week off to reflect on my action. I knew that week off was going to be hell. When we got home I got shouted out why did you hit him I told them the truth but they didn't believe me, all they did was spank me and start kicking me lightly but it still hurt  I think it all started the mental abuse and physical. it hurt so much I couldn't sit properly, I kept telling them it was he was lying they ignored me for the whole week. I had to eat in my room and not come down once.

I hated it staying in my room all alone one I thought it's ready for me to go already I went downstairs to the kitchen got a knife went back upstairs I thought it's finally come to this but I couldn't do it I couldn't kill myself I was too much of a pussy. I was mad I only wanted them to believe me, if I died will they forget me who knows.

I'm still good friends with Ai even though she couldn't speak up she knows the truth.

As I look at the at the knife I look at wrist I wonder how many times cut my wrist when mother said she hates me I've probably lost count how I'm I not dead yet.

Enough with the soppy sad stories i stayed in my room all weekend and Ella brought food upstairs to me.

I went to sleep early because we have school tomorrow oh how I hate school. I only go to school because there is this beautiful girl called Elizabeth she is most beautiful girl in the world, I often have dream of me and Elizabeth getting married and having kids but it's all a dream.

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