“Get outta my way, you pointless piece of trash!” I hear every day from all my schoolmates. These nasty comments drive me out of my mind. I ask myself, why me? Why was I chosen to be picked on? I get bullied by my “friends”(but they’re really just people in my school who couldn’t care less about me), family, and others who don’t even know me. Is it the way I look? Is it the way I talk? I’m just fed up with them shoving me under the bus! Can someone please tell me, why me? I try my absolute best to make friends and make people joyful, but they either ignore me or make fun of me for trying. Why me, Lillyanne Jones.
        I can’t tell any adults because if I do, I’ll be called a snitch(and that’s worse). I wish I could tell them what they do to me, so they would feel at least the slightest bit guilty. But, now to think about it, they won’t feel anything because of this one sentiment named hate. The meaning of this word is very simple; intense or passionate dislike. The noun is what causes children like me to suffer. You may be asking yourself if these events in my messed up life cause me to do anything bad. Well, of course I do. One example is me taking a razor and slitting not just wrists, but my hips, my legs and my stomach. It sounds gory and painful and I mean it was but I’m so used to it now that it doesn’t even gross me out or hurt me anymore. People at my school think that bullying just happens in the movies, but that’s definitely not true. Also, I’m not exactly what you would call skinny, so every time I eat something (which is rare), I throw it back up so I don’t gain anymore weight than I already have. Yes, I’m bulimic and anorexic. Finally, I am the usual teenager who cries themselves to sleep, but at least I have a reason.
        Finally, I am not explaining my life because I want pity, but I want to warn people that bullying isn’t fake and it can really hurt someone. This can actually happen to a precious human. I want you, reader, to feel very special because you truly are. Without you in this world, I’m sure at least one person would feel lost. You’re worth something so cheer up and stay strong. You matter and you do make this world a better place.You may not feel like it, but you’re unique and that’s absolutely amazing because if we were all the same perfect person, life wouldn’t have any flavor. What’s life without ups and downs? Nothing, so if it’s rough for you right now, then just remember it has to even out so something good will happen. For the people who seem perfect have bad events too. To sum it up, you’re not a drop in the ocean, you’re the ocean in one drop.