#might trigger

Ya know. I never really told anyone this. I was scared no one would believe me or I was wrong somehow. But when I was 13 I had a friend over. She was older and I met her a couple days before. We were in my home, just watching a movie when she climbs on top of me. I tried to push her off but I had to be quiet since my Mom was in the other room. She starts to kiss me and I try to tell her that I don't do that. It's weird to me. She tries again, forcing my arms down. She took my pants off and started touching me. I was terrified. I didn't move or say anything. After a while she stopped and let me dress. I never saw her after that. I never told anyone because I didn't know what to say. I was ashamed of what happened. I don't know why I'm bringing this up now. Or why I'm telling you people who probably don't care. But... oh well.

Might trigger

Sometimes the closest I get to ending my life that isn't doing it in my head is taking nerf gun putting it near my head and firing.

Smiling about how she might be hurting might be different but she can always find a supporter and being who she chooses her heart her brain her life and nobody’s gonna take it from her because she’s sick of being abused,bullied,judged,and neglected. She’s sick of having to yell her opinions to herself because she’d get labeled otherwise. She’s sick of hiding that she’s bisexual and has a voice. She’s sick of the laughter when he tries killing her. She’s sick of her siblings younger then her telling her to go die. That’s what you’d see from her eyes you’d see lots understand little but you’d get how she hates people thinking she’s too awesome to talk to and ignoring her silently because that’s what she wants is interaction.