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So it all started in 5th grade. Me and my mother just moved into a house that was out of my school's district so I had to change schools. When I changed schools I became this shy girl that was constantly quiet. School was cool at first until I began being judged for my skin. When I entered middle school I thought everything will change. I was wrong. In 6th grade after school one day I was walking home. Four girls followed me. One of them pulled my hair and another pushed me. All I remember from the incident is going home trying to commit suicide. In 7th grade my mother transferred me to another middle school. I met friends. One day this boy he started picking on my weight and my skin that hurt me to the core. People at school hurt me when they didn't even know what I went through at home. I got abused by my father verbally and one time physically. I was/ still am suffering from a severe depression. My brother had went to prison and sentenced 26 years. My "family" picked on me for everything I did. In 8th grade I met this girl. She became my best friend. I tell her everything and vice versa. I still got picked on and stuff but nothing anybody could say that I haven't heard before. As I entered into high school I told myself I will never let anyone hurt me because that only means they have power over me. Now, I'm in 10th I speak my mind to the fullest. I'm on a diet not for them but for me. I have real friends. I'm slowly getting better. I still have suicidal moments n thoughts but I'll progress. I hear voices of everyone that ever hurt me screaming for me to kill myself. I see visions of me doing it too n I see my auntie's dead body. I'm getting therapy though. Thanks for listening .

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