《The Hybridz | TBZ✔》i really need to vent
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I don't really dare venting on my message board because they could find it easily. I don't think they'll find this as easily...see what they've done to me? I don't dare posting things on my own profile.
I've talked to the police and they've come to he conclusion that it is something that needs to be taken care of. My teacher is going to keep an eye out too in class. The school will help with the investigation and I will probably provide with screenshots and such. The police was really understanding and nice and told me that I was strong and that everything would be okay.
In the class group chat, two of the ones that I suspect had started writing. One of them said "will our teacher take our precious study time to talk about this nonsense?" And that made me so anxious. Maybe I am overreacting? Maybe it isn't a good idea to do so much? But both the police, my teacher, my friends and my family thinks its something important to deal with.
My mind can't take this. I'm not strong enough. I really aren't a confrontational person and I'm so scared that this will escalate to something that is going to break me.
But then again I start to think: "why me? What have I done do deserve this? I haven't been mean to anyone. I don't deserve this. They deserve a punishment."
These motherfuckers have made me scared of being on my own wattapd profile. My own security. I don't dare posting much on my message board, scared that they'll see it. This is absurd.
I'm crying now. First time since it all happened I'm actually crying. I'm so scared of how this will turn out. I feel so lonely in this, even if I know that I have a lot of people behind me. My friends let em talk about it and helps me and that makes me feel so much calmer but it feels like I have a storm inside that I can't control.
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I'm not afraid of the message. I couldn't care less about the names they called me or that they told me to kill myself, but going to school today and finding that everything was normal was absurd. No one showed the slightest of shame.
I'm supposed to sleep but I can't. I want to say that I'm okay, but I don't know if I can. Why did this happen to me? What did I do? I don't want to go to school tomorrow. I'm scared.
I don't know what I should do.
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