I sat in my room staring at the scars across my torn apart body. Think of all the things the bullies said to me, the one that hurt the most was “freak”. Do they know they are the reason my wrist cry tears of scarlet red? Do they know I’m alone, do they know I just want a friend?
“No one cares Annabelle. They all think you're a worthless kid. It’s time to die,” I hear the voice again, the last one I hear as the blade slides across my skin one last time.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I look at my report card again, all f’s. I'm failing all my classes. The kid next to me sees my report and starts laughing.
“Hey guys he’s failing! How the heck do you fail P.E?!” all the kids join in the ...view middle of the document...
I get called a geek at school for this but I need the grades.
“Mom, dad!” I yell handing them the report. My face drops and they crumple the paper and throw it at me.
“ what is this Andrew? Why on earth do you have a ‘B’? We told you what would happen didn’t we? do you want to get beat?!” my father yells at me as he throws punches. I fall to the floor and see my mother carry in a knife, handing it to my dad. Taking the knife my father repeatedly stabs me. I could feel the knife every single time it touched my skin and ripped it open even more.
“you deserve the beating you get, you’re a worthless kid, how could you do this to them, they gave you everything, and you got a ‘B’?” the voice says as the knife goes straight through my heart.
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The School president of Hillcrest High walks into the auditorium with a sorrowful look on his face. Everyone is silent as he walks up to the podium.
“ I have sad news to tell everyone, Yesterday we lost four of our students. Annabelle, the quiet one most of you didn’t know killed herself, Her note said she was tired of being bullied and that she was a worthless kid no one...