The other day some kid tried to give me a razor blade. He went to hand it to me but I yelled at him and started crying. The consoler saw me and took me to the office and had me write about it. And people say I did it on purpose and I didn't. I tell them that I didn't do anything but they still bother me about it. so today I wore all black to school and had my hair in my face so people couldn't see me crying. they make me feel really bad. I have no clue who to trust anymore. I have trusted all the wrong people this whole year. and I just have no one. I tell you amazing people my story because I think you can help me cope with it but it you cant its ok and fine. </3