//Juliet//
I got to school and instantly got glares from people. I was approached by the one and only Bryann. Bryann was one of the popular girls that I associated with. She was a total bitch at times but I had to put up with her and her snobby bitch friends because they're the only people that will actually talk to me.
"Hi Bryann."
"Save it. As of now you are no longer able to talk to the popular group."
"What? What the hell did I do?"
"This." She held her phone up and it was a picture of a bunch of secrets about Bryann and the popular group that were leaked onto Twitter under MY NAME?
@PunkJuliet @BryBry Has boob injections every week so they look normal.
@PunkJuliet @Jamiethedreamer Has given so many blowjobs even Einstein can't count.
@PunkJuliet @CollinG Has slept with almost every girl in school.
Oh. My. God.
"That wasn't me! I don't even have Twitter on my phone anymore because nobody in the shit hole talks to me or cares about me!"
"Yea they don't so why don't you go kill yourself and quit being a waste of space?"
I ran out of school at that moment and ran back home. I ran to my room and locked the door so nobody could come in and stop me. The world would be better without me anyways. I opened my closet and got a box from the back and dug down until I found what I was looking for, my stress reliever. It wasn't a stress ball, it was my razor. I counted my cuts as I slit my wrists.
"1 for Bryann
1 for Jamie
1 for Collin
1 for everyone in school
1 for my mom
1 for my dad
And 1 for being my burden self."
I washed my cuts, cleaned my razor, and wrapped them up in a bandage. I grabbed my suitcase and threw in clothes for a month, my penny board, a pair of flip flops, my toiletries, and my charger along with my laptop and phone. I unlocked my door and left a note saying: "I never liked it here anyways. Don't try to text me because I won't answer. -J"
I threw my suitcase onto my lawn through my window and it didn't bust open. Then I climbed out and jumped from my roof to my lawn. I started to walk in a random direction not knowing or having anywhere to go. I'll never go back to that place.
