Why am I alive today?
What is going on?
Why do I fell like this?
What's the big deal with life?
If I die would people miss me or would I've forgotten just like an animal when it dies?
Why am I so sad!?
Why can't I sleep!?
These are questions I ask myself everyday, well ever since I started secondary.
I'm my school there are different groups, you have:
The sporty people
The popular and pretty people
The punks
The goths
And the nerds
And me, I'm not in any, I'm the girl who sits on her own and no one will talk to just because they say I'm not pretty enough and I'm to skinny but luckily i have my best friend Ella she's amazing, she's so kind and she is just like me so I guess you could call us the odd ones out.
It never used to be like this I used to have a good number of friends and mine and Ella's group used to be a three, that was until Chloe stabbed us in the back.
Chloe fount out about my parents splitting up and how my dad hits my mum and told everyone and because of that people started to pick on me, it started out as people pointing and laughing at me and now it's moved to the Internet, and to make it all worse I'm in foster care, it's ok here but I would rather be at home with mum and my siblings, but I can't.
When people fount out about me being in care they started to ask questions, things I didn't want to answer, but they wouldn't leave me alone so I would just scream at them and then run home and cry in my room.
I Cry a lot. Before I sleep or just randomly and I would have no idea why, it's got that bad I've even stopped hanging out with the people I know
because there is no one I can trust anymore. It fells like people are talking or looking at me when ever I turn my back.
And to finish up. my emotions are being taken over just like how a storm cloud casts it's self over the sun blocking out all the happiness and Brightness in the world, taking everything from the weakest person it can find and slowly killing them second by second.
