The Beginning
When I was younger I remember being happy, I always wanted to meet new people and make new friends. I started school in a small town where everyone knows each other. I was in kindergarten and had a great amount of friends. I loved it, I didn’t have a care in the world. My best friends name was Faith. We actually grew up together, and so did our little brothers. Then I met the most popular and evil girl in my town. Her name, was Rebecca and everyone loved her. She bullied me for years. I never understood why she picked me to hate and torture. Growing up she turned all of my friends against me. She’d make them bully me and say nasty things to me. Soon, I felt like I had nobody. I’d go home sobbing every day from school feeling like I had nothing to live for. I was 7 when I first had these thoughts. My older sister found out and asked if I even know what dying was. She held me in my parents room while we both cried and said “once you die you can’t ever come back.” Which was exactly what I wanted.