My life use to be happy and I mean I was that girl who ran around singing her heart out whatever the fuck was popular back then. I wore the crazey things like tutus and knee high socks that didnt match. I started getting bullied in grade 6 because i still did that. I was a huge teachers pet and did alot of helping out my community. One day I hit me straight in the face literally. The one day i dedicate to miss my bus and had to walk home. I got brick and garbage trown at me by the people i sat beside every day. The next week I woke up in the hospital and just broke down crying when i saw my face, i didnt know what happend i had amnesia. One day I got a really funny visit for my "friends". I can still remeber when they started to say sorry so many times and i relised why. When they were about to leave the person i was close to the most said i wished i hit you harder.
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AdventureSo this is going to be about me, my therapist said this will help writing about this so please dot even click on this if your in a shitty mood and want to bring some people for your own enjoyment.
