I didn't use to do self-harm. But then a girl said that i looked fat, so i looked at my self and started to hurt my self. The next day the same girl says that i look fat, so i looked in the mirror and hurted my self again. It kept going. Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months and months turned into years. I tried to hide my pain but many friends knew that something was going on. No asked me what's wrong because the same girl who kept saying bad things about me said that i hated them. The same girl said i talked to much, so i stopped talking for years exept at home or class. I came home crying and shaking, asking my self why i can't have real friends for once. So i looked into the mirror hating my body, my smile, i hated everything from my body. I started to do more and more painful things like burning my hands, burning my arms, burning my legs and burning my belly. I never realised that the girl i was before has left until i met girl in high school who changed my life. I started to wear my favorite clothes again and started to talk again. I can talk with her whenever i want, wherever i want. But i never talked about my self-harm because i knew if the girl meets the girl who bullies me would be friends and she will ignore me and leave me behind. So she did even when the girl who bullies me met other friends of mine and stole them from me. After a wile i got tired and went home. I hurted my self again but then i realised that i was being the same girl, the girl who hurted herself. After a year or two the girl who bullies me got in a fight with her friends and they never forgived eachother. I got all my friends back and told them about my self-harm. They cared even more about me now then they did before. I was back to the old me, the girl girl who didn't hurt herself. Thanks to my amazing friends i have now. ☆The end☆
