When i was younger My mother told me she was dying she took me by the arm and said “Erica, mommy is dying.” i just cried and she went through so many treatments then a few years later my dad had passed out well he was driving, the doctors found a blood clot and now he doesn’t function right. After a few years of treatment my Mom has gotten better but not the best. She started verbally abusing me and i thought it was fine because of the stress. I started grade 4 and people started calling me awful names especially fat so in the summer i lost alot of weight but the other names were still there. I started getting into fights at school and my sister was so sick of me she bashed my head off the table.
I thought no one wanted me so I tried committing suicide but i failed so i thought god wanted me to live. then in grade 8 at the age 14 I was sexually touched by a boy in my class, he touched me everywhere so I stabbed him with a pen. getting abused verbally both at home and school I could’int take it so i decided to start cutting myself. It lasted for about a month until someone found out, i would do 15 slits in a day and I couldn’t tell anyone. To this very day i still lie to people that i never had cut cause they think i need help i tell them the cut or i fell cause why bring something up when you don’t do it anymore. Now I am happy in my grade 9 year of high school and i’m living life.
by small town girl, age 14