Ok here goes-
Ok, In the middle of the 6th grade, I transfered to a new school. At this school I was in a split class of 5/6. I was friends with 95% of the guys in my class, and i didn't get along to well with the girls, well bcuz of Eddy The Yeti. She was a fat, rude, horrible, bullying, babbling idiot girl that intimidated the rest of the girls ito being her pals. I being the new kid, and i was friendds with all the guys and such. She decided she didn't like me at all.
At this same time was when my dad was starting to 'punish' me more violently along with my mom. Well I had spent 2 years at a 'tuff' school, and i had learned how to fight. Well after spending 2 years of getting into fists fights ith this girl, i gave up. She'd hit/slander me, and i'd take it, but after a while i'd stand up for myself which landed me in 'DT' all the time. around the midle of the 8th grade. I had become a capital biotch towards her, while glad to have my guy friends back in my class. One day, she started cussing and twrowing things at me ( a dictionary, some pencil cases and such) and i called her a capital barbie and told her to f*** off with the backing up of J, and MJ and JM. Well the principle once again got mad at me for 'initiating' it, and i was given DT for a week. The final straw was when, while i was reading a book at the blue table. My teacher on the other side sorting the playing cards, The Yeti sat down in front of me. "You're in my spot B****"she barked at me. i said "Umm, I've been sitting here for over an hour"She got mad and punched me in the face, then ran off and nearly got ME expelled. While she was gone i took my math ******* and started slittiing my wrists in the hidden corner. One of the gr.7 girls saw me, after wondering where i'd gone, and freaked. There had only been 10 kids in the class that day so i thought it was safe. and with that and my abusive parents, and what HE did to me. nothing really bad, but on top of everything, what 3 guys did to me, not j, mj, and jm. i couldn't cope and i turned to that and pill popping, and starving myself.
But thanks to the aid of my 3 close guy friends in the new city i live in, i'm recovering though i do have very minor slip ups, biut not as frequently anymore.