"No one will ever love you, look at you. You are just a worthless piece of trash that belongs in the dumpster" All of those negative thoughts went through my head as I looked in the mirror.

I checked my arms and saw the cut that was dripping blood. The bullies pushed me on the ground on the way home from school.

It's not fair!! Why me?! What did I ever do to deserve this?! My long black hair got in my face and it was covering the black eye I got from Steven. He was the leader of the group. Everyday before school and after school I get bullied and I don't know why.

I always have dreams of overpowering them and stepping on them. The blood from my bottom shoe of their blood will leave footprints in the hallways, letting everyone know not to mess with me. But it's only a dream....I don't believe in wishes and fairytales....I lost hope along time ago...

"Chloe time for dinner." I heard my mom say from downstairs. Mom and dad won't notice I am gone...Or Will they?....before I go I better put this stuff away and put a smile on my face for the day... I put the cottonballs and the alcohol away amd want downstairs for dinner.