Why...

Why won't the thoughts leave my head?

The memories of my stepsiblings and stepmom...

I don't know why I ever liked my stepmom.

She was a liar. A traitor.

Half of my stepsiblings were the same.

Steph was the most like her. Ryan was similar...but not completely.

Fae and Tyler turned out the best...

Why can't I at least see them again?

I've heard Tyler moved to Florida...

...

...

Then there's my classmates.

The backstabbers.

The bullies.

I trusted them, and they lied to me.

They lied and stabbed me in the back.

They lured me into their trap...being all friendly-like...

Then boom.

They stab me in the back and abandon me.

Even my best friend's not being as friendly...

...

When next school year comes, I just wanna tape my mouth shut with duct tape so I don't say anything or make any sound.

They always hate me because I can't control my temper.

It's my fault.

And they make sure I know it.

They don't have to make sure.

I know it anyway.

It's my fault.

They hate me because of who I am.

They hate everything about me.

I bet they wouldn't miss me if I switched schools or died.

I bet they'd just laugh it off.

...

One day in computers, I saw one of them make a Wattpad account and told me to follow them without telling me their user.

Of course, I ignored them and assumed they'd never get on, but...then I thought of what would happen if they saw my account...

...especially my vent book.

I imagined them just laughing their head off when they saw the picture of my bleeding scars...

...it's something they'd do.

I can see it happening.

Then they'd bully me about it later.

...I don't want summer to end.

I don't want to go to school next year or ever again.

My one friend was right...the people at my school are mean.

Very mean.

And I don't know if I'll be able to take it next year.