Diary of a girl that doesn't belong

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It is about a girl who gets bullied and she does not think that she belongs.

Chapter 1 (v.1) - Diary of a girl that doesn't belong

Submitted: November 21, 2011

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January 1st, 2010

Today i was sitting in class and this girl who sits behind me slipped a note under my desk. I was wondering what it was about so I started reading. This is what it said "Hey you little fat bnddle of uslessness. Today at lunch you should not even go into the lunch line becasue you could live off your fat for a month and then some. Why don't you just kill yourself, no one would even care." I just simply got up and threw it away. I am Daniel, Daniel Miller. I have blond hair that is down my back and I weigh 165 pounds. I am 5' 7'' and my doctor said that is how big I should be. So the people who talk to me like i wegh 400 pounds are stupid. I have acne on my face sholders, and chest and i tried proactive but it did not work.

 

January 2nd, 2010

I wish all the mean girls would just leave me alone. There is nothing wrong with me I got my report card today. When I opened it I looked at the grades not expecting straight a's but that is what I got. One of the girls are reading my grades out loud. The teacher went out of the room. Before she went out I wanted to tell her not to leave this room unattended becasue of all the girls. Man they can be mean.

 

January 3rd, 2010

Today was horrible that is all i have to say. 

 

January 4th, 2010

Some group of popular girls came and told me to kill myself. I am thinking about it. My friends are no longer friends becasue they started to get made fun of because they were hanging out with me. So i am alone.

 

January 17th, 2010 

Today Daniels friend Elizebeth Kemp is writing. Two days ago we found her body in her workshop house that is in her backyard. She was hanging blood all over her. I nearly cried for five or six days. I punched a lot of girls in the face at school. I told them thaty this was their fault. I wish i was a better friend. R.I.P. Daniel. 


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