3. second entry
Hi. Ummm. I really don't know what to say to you. Your ruining my life. My only friend hates me. All because of you. Everyone has a new thing to bully me about. 'Mute' 'freak' 'cat got your tongue?'
That secret that's keeping me from saying something? Your making it worse. I have to punish myself. Eat less cut more! My brain is just even more screwed up now. Thanks for that. Your like my own reason to want to die. Just tell me this. Do you hate me to?
Finished writing got my red hoodie. (Smart right?) made sure my arms were covered then walked to school.
Walked home took off my shoes. Walked upstairs and checked my journal. Heres what I found
No one really hates you. They envy you. They are so over run with jealousy they make sure your nothing to be threatened by. Because they are threatened. Their popularity. Their boyfriends. Their friends. Their image is all hanging by a thread. You are content by yourself. And what will happen to them if they were in your shoes? They. Would. Be. The. Exact. Same. Way.
I know. I've been there. Your problems. You starving yourself. Your cuts and scars. That was me. That's how I knew that you would be terrified if anyone found out. But here's the difference. I'm a boy. Its harder when your a boy. Your not telling important details Danielle. I want every detail. Tomorrow, write about what happened at school today. Every word. Don't lie to me. I'm watching.