My Childhood
I was a happy child, had many friends, very kind, and had a 'perfect' family. That was when I was 5...
Around the age of 7, my mother died from cancer. My father started drinking and smoking. Every once in a while, he'd get so sober he'd slap me... One time he hit me so hard, it knocked me out cold for a good 30 minutes.
Fast forward to around 3rd grade. I lost lots of friends, but I still had a few. My dad started to drink even more than he did when I was 7... My classmates realized I was soft, so they took advantage of that. The bullying got worse every day... My teacher did nothing about it. By the end of 3rd grade, I started cutting.
4th Grade wasn't any better. I was called 'The Unwanted Child'. I'd lost all my friends by now, my wrists were covered with scars. One time, I even cut my neck... My father decided to leave the house 5 times a week, while I stay home alone for about 10 hours... I was still being bullied, including on social media.
5th grade, I had my first crush. I still was cutting myself, and he knew, which that's why he never spoke to me. I ended up talking to him, and he looked liked quite pleased to hear my voice. I ended up becoming his friend, which was probably the best thing that could ever happen to me. I started becoming popular, I thought my prayers were answered.
