Entry 11

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Friday,May 22,9:38 PM

I feel so..alone now...people are concerned about me..pfft...I wouldn't waste my time on being concerned for a girl that sits in the back of the classroom being bullied...why?...because I don't speak up for myself..its like I'm the chew toy..and they're the wolves playing with the chew toy..or even worse..eating the dead corpse..which you would've guessed would be me..I'm the corpse...rotting alone in the depths of Hell...nobody cares for the girl that sits in the back of the classroom not speaking up for herself...because I'm useless...only thing I'm good for is taking hits...until I die..thats all I am good for..unlike the others that are living a happy life better than mine..I hope their lives are always cupcakes and rainbows...for me?my life is living hell...

Thats enough for today..I'll just..be in the back if you need me..for some reason..

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