I'm not doing a quote like I usually do for these drawings this update is a little different.

Like many kids around the world I have had a horrible time in school and sometimes at home. I was bullied throughout my life since I was little and to add to that, my mother died when I was six.

I was bullied usually about my skin and I was always used by people who I thought were my friends. After they used me they would abandon me and pretend that they never knew me.

I didn't really have many friends. But most of my friends were guys because I wasn't very comfortable around girls. I was also bullied for that.

The hardest time for me was in 8th grade. My best friend or who I thought was my best friend would bully me. And she caused me to self harm.

I was cutting myself for almost my whole 8th grade. I would hide it with hair ties or a bracelet. My family did find out but I never stopped until the third time where they threatened to put me in a hospital.

I was also about to commit suicide but I didn't because I met this girl who became my really close friend. I guess she is like a sister to me. She was the reason why I stopped cutting myself.

She never knew about it till freshman year of high school. And since I told her she always been there for me.Especially during the month my mom died.

When I would break down she would always get me through it. When I would stress out about something she would help me. She is absolutely the greatest friend I could ever ask for.

I drew this picture when I was having trouble during school. Only certain people knew about it. And they helped me threw it.

Some of my drawings are based off my emotions. When I draw it helps me relax and get all my emotions I'm feeling go away. I go into a different would where I can be me.

The result of me being bullied was me not being able to trust people. I would close myself off from people. And I still do this but I would where a mask to hide my true self.

But honestly I can feel my wall breaking. Like at any minute I will just burst and wouldn't be able to hold it in. People say crying makes you weaker or stronger. I think differently. I think that people who cry are the people who have been strong for a long time.

I know my life has not been worse than others. But we all have our demons that we fight. We our all different types of strong. So why pick on people who are different? Why bully people to make them feel worse about them self?

I'm not disgusted with my scars. I'm actually proud because it proves I've made it through something that was hard for me. I'm proud of who I am and who I'm becoming.

Anyway that was my past. Maybe not the worse but to me it was hell.