One day,
when i came t school..
everyone was holding wooden crosses..
with my name on it..
Everytime i passed, they would hold it up and scream 'DIE DEVILS CHILD'
everyone.They all said, and did the same thing.
i would cry along the way.
Just let the tears stream...
but no facial expression..
just tears..
they all called me the devils child, when god is my idol.The reason i wake up every morning.
the man i pray to every night.
they told me he didnt love me..
that he wasnt my father..
my savior..
that the devil was where i came from.
The principal didnt like me either.
she did NOTHING to help me.
she would always give me dirty looks.
The next day...
every one was screaming at me.
nasty things.
suicidal things.
at lunch, my biggest bully, stood on my table with a white/clear liquid in a cup in her hands.
she told me to drink bleach..
i started crying, and saying 'no' and 'i wont'..
so she tried forcing it into me..
only a little got to me..
i had to get my stomach pumped...
my dad made me switch schools, because 'i' was too much money.
every two days id have to go to the hospital.
So i switched...and..
it was...
different..
