Hey my name is Alexis, and I am 13 years old. When I was in about 3rd grade, there was this girl that always picked on me. She left bruises on my legs, and I would cry everyday. I didn't really start off with the best life, I didn't have my father in the picture, But I was very grateful for my mom always being there for me. When I would come home crying every day, because I had bruises, my mom was there. She did everything in her power to make it stop. She did eventually stop, but from then on she would find other ways to make my life a living hell. In about 6th grade I chopped my hair off, cause I saw it in a fashion magazine. It wasn't like a bob or anything, it was a really short hair cut. When I want to school with it everyone told me that I looked like a boy, or a lesbian. I had substitute teachers mistaking me for males. I sucked. People started to call me ugly, fat, butch, and slut. I never told anyone. The next year, It got worse. It got to the point, that I didn't even want to wake up for my sleep. I just wanted to sleep forever, and never wake up. I had no friends. They all turned on me. This year I do homeschooling, so I can avoid it, because next year I go to a new school. I cut myself, I hate myself, and I feel like I am in a deep hole with no way of getting out.I carve into my skin every day. I wrote "I hate Me" Into my left arm.
Words Leave Scars
Do you like this post?