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We all have our own stories dont we? We all have been ruined in some way! I am emo. I am lonely. I feel unloved, uncared for, and un-needed. This school I go to makes me miserable! Its the worst school ever! They say theyre getting rid of bullying but they are not! I turn the corner and someone looks sad, I walk into a classroom and someones getting tormented. We are suppose to feel safe in school but I havent for my whole life. I have always been left out, for being different, but I have bipolar, so I snap easily and my mood changes faster than a clock. And as often as a clock. Everyone thinks Im different, because Im myself, I didnt go with the in-crowd at first. I was myself until 3rd grade. I left my hobbies, my lifestyle, EVERYTHING behind, just to fit in. I had one friend named Chatham that was so nice and she actually payed attention. She moved. Then I was alone. In fourth grade a new girl named Faith moved. She became my friend. Then I moved. I was alone again. I moved to a new town thinking it will be awesome, new people that dont know my past of being different! 3 friends. Thats all I got. Middle school came and it SUCKS. Not just the homework..the kids. I hate them all. They bully me, ditch me, pick on me, tease me, accuse me of stuff I didnt do, lie to me, talk crap about me behind my back. I HATE THEM ALL. In 7th grade I had like 6 friends. Was really happy. Then things went downhill. Bullying got more severe and more consistent. I wanted to die, I felt useless; needless. I started cutting myself. Hoping one day Id accidently cut deep enough to die. I didnt want anymore suffering. One day changed me forever. I felt suicidal, should never have gone to school that day! So at lunch I said I was going to kill myself, I had been severely bullied the past weeks..The girl across from me said exactly this: "Good! I hope you die, I dont wanna see your face!" From that day on the whole world changed to me. It was black, lifeless, the air was always cold, even in summer. The sky was always cloudy to me. I lost sight of the sun. I didnt feel any purpose to be on this earth, to walk this planet, my pitiful, ugly, fat, horrible, self! I felt no need of breathing. I was done. I attempted suicide. Then I failed. My brother had to be the one to stop me. He thought I was playing. Im curently in 8th grade, and hating every bit of it. Im gonna be homeschooled next year. Im outta this dreadful prison I have to take the bus to every day. Every day that I decide to go. I skip alot. And thats what my shattered soul has to say today.