My story is that I am 13 everyone picks on me, they chuck stuff at me, they call me names but I ignore them. That's when it builds up and I feel like dying. I wish all the time that it would be …
Published: Aug 2011
What They Did To Me...
I wake up to my alarm going off...
I slowly get out of bed and set to my morning chores.
I take a shower, get dressed
then I put on the darkest make up,
to express my feelings.
I skip breakfast... again,
then I walk to school.
a car goes by,
the window goes down,
a hand reaches out and flips me off,
I hear the fading laughter as the car speeds away,
inside I hear thunder, I see a flash of lightning,
a storm is brewing,
I get soaked, with sorrow and pain.
as I walk into the school building they stare,
I cry inside.
as I walk down the hall a girl trips me,
I fall, everything in my bag come out.
my laptop falls out on top,
the girl takes a water bottle,
opens it and tips it over,
I have no more laptop.
I walk on,
they spit in my direction,
I walk into class,
I go to sit down in my assigned seat,
gum is stuck onto the seat,
I take a napkin and try to get it all off,
the bell rings,
the passing of the notes begin,
each one gets nastier and meaner.
the school day is finally over,
I head home.
I get on my desktop computer to check my emails,
then it finally hits me,
I will never be accepted,
message after message, I read each one...
finally I had enough,
I decided to end it all,
I took the gun my dad gave me for my 13th birthday,
put it up to my head and shot myself.
that's what they did to me,
they killed me...