Not that many people know my background. And if they do, they were most likely involved in it or just witnesses. I hate talking about it because I still have the damage inside me. I stopped believing in love after all of this happened.
Middle school was the chance to start over and begin a new life. Even though someone taught me how to love again, I'm afraid that my past will come for me. I don't want to re-live what happened in the past.
Don't want to experence the pain again. Don't want to feel the hate again. Don't want to feel emotions for anyone again.
I know I shouldn't be saying this but,
I wish I was dead.
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Putting the pieces back together
Fanfiction(Trigger warning: Bullying, homophobia, sucidal thoughts, etc) This is based some real life events. Some things may be edited to protect identity and location or to spice things up. (I didn't edit the whole thing) Mari is a cheerful girl during he...
