My name is arielle and i just moved here from sunny florida. I walked into my new school and met some new people everything was good at first until i had went to the bathroom. There was a girl named brianna and she had beat me till i couldn't stand any longer. The abuse kept going on everyday when i had gotten to school till i left. She and her friends called me names and harrassed me just because i was gay. I got called a faget, a carpet muncher and all kinds of mean things. One time they beat me and i tried to fight back but they kept swinging waiting for me to crack. I went home and parents didn't seem to care for i could smell hatred in the air. I had finally had enough and i spoke to someone it didn't help me at all. I finally stuck up for myself but they didn't seem to care. Then finally i fought back and they didn't bother me for a couple months after that. I got invited to a birthday party and i went and drunk. The woman i loved had stabbed me in the back come to find out she was in on all of it she followed me around and a car ended up coming and i shoved her out in front of it and killed her on the spot. I was so frightened i started to shake for i had so unimaginable hate. I then came to realize i am better then everyone says i am and i got myself a modeling job and i showed everyone how beautiful i was inside and out. Then one day the girl who bullied me came to ask for help, she said she was getting bullied for trying to help. I tell her how does it feel when your in so much pain and the world dissapears. I am sorry she shouts for all the wrong that i have done you seem like a better person then i am and i thought you could help. I tell her i'd rather not and go on with my life. She pulls out a gun and ends her life.
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