Well my friend told me to do this. I'm E. Life was a nightmare ever since I was a little girl. My parents,sisters,and even my closest friends bullied me. My parents called me dumb and useless and so did my sisters. My friends just ditched me and spreader rumors all around the school. Saying how a fatass I was and how much I was a bitch to them. I did nothing but cry cause I didn't want to cause any trouble. But all that got worse and worse everyday. I started skipping meals because I thought I was fat. I fact I still do. One day I met this guy. He understood me and I understood him. ( my friend told his story.) after getting to know him more he asked me out. I rejected him cause I didn't believe in love at the moment. A month later I met his new friend. She was sweet. I knew she was falling in love with my guy friend and I got jealous. Every time I talked to him he talked about her. I got pissed and ignored him. I talked to A ( the girl) and she talked about her life to me. I did the same and I felt like she was my long lost sister. A week pasted and they told me they were going out. I was jealous but happy for her cause they were both so happy. One day on a Sunday (Monday for them) he messaged me. He said " goodbye and today is my last day on here. I'm sick of living". I got worried and told A to check up on him. A hour later she told me that he was in that hospital cause he had cut his vein. I cried and cried praying for him to be okay. Sadly he wasn't. He died the next day. A and I both fell in depression pretty much after that. Bullying got worse and worse for me cause everyone in my school knew about GUY1 and asked how he is. All I did was cry when I heard his sweet name. I started blaming my self and A blamed it was her fault. My friend ditched me even more and A was pretty much all I had. So when I found out that she tried to kill her self broke my heart. I was so glad that she didn't cut deep enough and that she's still alive today. She is the only person who really cares about me. She kept me happy like He did. They were sometimes we talked about him and cry. Even to today we regret not helping him. We both thought he was happy. But we should've of know that the bullying and his dad was getting to him. Today A and I are still suffering from depression and bullying. She started cutting and started bruising my self. She keeps talking about killing her self and it hurts me that all I could do it say no and not physically help her. Today I'm in 8th while she's in 9th. A and I are trying our best to be happy. She tells me that she feels him next to her helping her today. I hope that her and I stay friends cause she's All I have. I'm constantly worried about her and she's worried about me. She's skipping her pills and her meals and so am I. So currently my bullies have been touching me and spreading rumors still. I believe them actually. I believe every single word they say.

ADVICE: Don't be a bully cause you never know what that person is going through. I felt broken when I found out he killed himself due to his dad abusing him and his bullies. Thank you for staying here and reading