As I got bullied the aggressiveness got worse I became violent and very depressed things got worse people starting to start fights with me it was horrible I was scared I no longer had friends I was alone completely no one cared about me any more. Until I got into a fight with a boy for nudding me and calling me names , all that happened at the Christmas dance at school it was in the caffateria ....... I ended up taking a swing when I saw his friends coming towards me talking bad about me then I ran towards to the conner and same him and said " I told you I wasn't playing". Then punched him he hit the wall as a heard his frames on his glasses break , after that I was in the front office with teachers talking to me and they tried to call my mom but she didn't answer........as a few years go by I dated this guy named Zachariah we were cool for a few months until he ended up calling me at 9:45pm on November 26,2015 and he shot himself , all I could remember was seeing it first hand..it shook me to the point I dropped my phone crying screaming running out my mom's front door half way across town begging for God to make sure he was still alive for three hours I was being questioned about what happened all I could remember was that he was my world.I kept saying none of it was real ....but in all reality it was.By the time of my freshman year I went back to the Angleton school district after my 8th grade year of Sweeny Texas , all it was sports that entire year.I met a guy
