I am currently a freshman in high school, Va beach, Va. It first started in first grade and still happens to this day. But i'm getting ahead of myself. Let me tell you how this all started, in first grade i was best friends with this one girl, i thought she was so nice and we would be friends forever. I was so wrong. We got in a fight, i don't remember what over but i do know it was something stupid. She was the popular girl in school so she started to tell everyone these rumors about me. everyone started to hate me, i was then, ugly, stupid, fat, a loser, etc. I can go on forever. In sixth grade i had had enough and for the first time i fought back. That was a horrible mistake, i ended up with a bloody nose and a lot of bruises. It got even worse from there. I dreaded going to school. I started to fake being sick every other day and staying home. Then... I started to self harm... In seventh grade. I never thought it would get so bad. Until i started to bleed so much i had to wrap my legs in gauze. 8th grade came along, it kept going on. It started to hurt worse and worse each day. When you are called names over and over again you start to believe it. People told me i deserved to die, i shouldn't be alive, that i should go kill myself.. Again, i started to believe them. The self harm got deeper and deeper. I finally told my mom EVERYTHING, i wanted to die. I saw no point in living. If each day was torture, what was the point? I was then sent to the hospital and lived there for awhile, i was diagnosed with depression. and sent out. The problem was, i lied the whole time in there, i just wanted to get out. I relapsed a month later, i attempted suicide. I never told my parents. I began to develop an eating disorder.. I am still battling it to this day. I stopped self-harming. But only because i explained everything to her and she got me help. I am still fighting. I will survive this.