I can't beleive her she told everyone that i pushed her down the stairs. We were playing around in the hallway. She did it. I hate school because of this. School was halfway over and i already had a year worth of drama. I kept forgiving her and she kept hurting me. I put up walls after that. I couldn't stand anymore of it. Because of her i was brought into the office more time than i can count. They said I had to stop drawing her pictures. Like what the fuck. I was drawing her pictures, simple pictures. She ruined my life and my self asteem left slowly. I started not looking at her. I stopped forgiving her. I stopped doing anything near her with her or even about her. My friends tried but it didnt work the rest of my seventy grade year went smooth in my darkness and gloom except for one big incident. It was in first and second hour lit and skills and it was the last few minutes of class and.........
Thanks for reading this far and i hope you liked it. These are real lofe experiences I have faced. So if you think im going a little overboard im not making these things up so read on to learn about the rest of my life so far ♥ 💖💗
