Frisky

Short Story

I came up with this, and if you don't like really depressing or down things, you might not want to read this.

---------------------- Someone's POV

I hate myself.
     
                 I don't do friendships.

     I can't socialize without criticism.

I'm a brat, and take people for granted according to my own parents.

My parents.

           What's the point in living when you don't have any reason to?

I went to the guidance counselor to stop someone talking about me behind my back.

And guess what I hear when I get home?

Criticism. I don't even bother telling them, even though it's been going on for 2 years. Yes. 2.

So I'm being yelled at for something I didn't intentionally do and someone took the wrong way when I was trying to be nice. And I'm being yelled at for my friend choices.

I'm sorry I take sympathy on those who have lost someone early or at my age.

This is a true story!! This has happened, and I wish it wouldn't to anyone. So, spread the story, and try and spread awareness!

Ttyl!
-VillousSans