Little Things

Alex. She's different, and people don't like that. Her hair is pink, and her eyes, blue. She's not typical, that's for sure.... They don't like her, so they bully her. They don't see clearly, not like she does. Their eyes are corrupt with jealousy, greed, hate, you name it! They hurt her and break her, but will she give in?

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1. Bullying Bitches

      I ran through the hall, gasping for air, tears streamed down my cheeks, smearing my mascara. Why did they have to be so mean? They've bullied me for several years, and I was bullied at my old school before that too. I hate bullies.  When I got to the bathroom, I saw my red face with black tears running down it. I need some waterproof mascara.... This time, they were telling me about how ugly and stupid I was, and that they couldn't believe my mom hadn't put me up for adoption or aborted me. They shoved me against the wall and my body crumpled. They laughed, kicked me, and left. Why are they so hateful? They don't know what other things I go through. I broke down in tears right then and there, until I remembered what was in my backpack.

 

        I grabbed my bag, unzipped the smallest front pocket and grabbed something wrapped in a tissue. I unwrapped it, and was look at my shiny, best friend. I ripped off my bracelets and tossed them into the bag. I raised the blade to my wrist and ever so slightly pressed the blade to my skin and dragged in to the right. It made a perfect line of crimson red dots of blood appear. They grew bigger and bigger until it started to run down my arm slowly. I did it a few more times before I heard footsteps coming down the hall, so I took my backpack and hid in the closest stall. I quickly wiped away the blood with toilet paper until it stopped bleeding. I flushed the bloody toilet paper down the toilet, washed my new cuts, and put the razor blade away. Why do I do this? I need to break the cycle....

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