Hi, my name is Emma.

I always loved to draw, sing, dance and fool around as a little kid but then grade 6 hit after a while I started drawing stuff that made my mother think something was wrong but I always drew creepy stuff as a little girl but it was happening more and more often my mother then told me to start drawing nice things as in happy things but I did not feel like that was necessary and kept on drawing creepy things but a few months later the bullying at school got worse I was gitting cald things like pouterd donute, freak, the odd kid, loser, basterd and other hored words but one hit me so deep that it made me tear up and go home feeling like I didnt have a porpes and then I desided to go online and talk to frinds but then I saw a text I opened it of corse but my face went white as in shock one of the bullys had found my accout and were texting all of my friends fake stuff about me it hurt it was unbarabul my mind was raseing it hurt and I couldent help but feel like I did something wrong so what did I do? I decided to get off the internet and go outside and go on a walk but then.. They came... They said stuff and even started to hit and push me one girl said ¨why don't you just die already its not like you have anything to live for any way ¨ after that I ran home and locked my self in y room and cried my self to sleep cuz I couldn't stop thinking about it my mind kept on racing about what that one girl said it hurt so bad not to mention that my mom rarely talks to me and as for my dad... he does not live with us and is a drunk asshole he hurts me with words like when I was even younger I was so skinny when I was younger that it actually scared my teacher when I dint eat my lunch and my dad just strat out said ¨stop eating so mouth you don't want to become a bloated whale-like your mother do you?¨

It hurt so much that I started crying and called my mom right away cuz well I was at my nan and paps but my dad was staying there at the time and my twin brother just laughed at me but back to 6th grade after me crying I went to school the next day and the bullying had got worse then a few months later i had started cutting...and my mom had soon found out...