Basics. I'll start with the basics. My name. It's not Jess. Or Jessica. Or Tess. Or Tessy. There too popular for me. They remind me everyday. They are the twins of the century. They are the bullies of the century. They are the century. They have become my worst nightmares. Nightmare. They have become One. They are unseperable. But this. This thing that happened.... They don't know. They tease me. They hurt me. But they don't know. They never will. None of them will. No matter how many times I go to that school. They will never know the pain I'm going threw. The mental. Physical. The pain. My name. It's not heaven. That's too good for me. It's not rocks. But it could be. That's how careless they are with me. My name is Trash. And it's what it always will be. And it always has been. That's how they treat me, this is my name. It's not better or worse. It's trash. Because it's my definition. But they will never know. They'll never know. They'll never know. The truth..... Hurts.
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Sincerely, Melissa Lay