This is me, why can't you accept that?

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is just a little something about people who judge me.... And why I hate them.

Submitted: December 12, 2011

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They judge me every day, with every passing breath. My image is one matter; I am short....so they feel the need to discriminate against me. They think that if they say ''oh, it was just a joke'' it will all be o.k. The things they say really hurt me. I am a person. My mind and the way I talk is another lovely one; they mock the way I say 'what'. They call me weird because I'm poetic. They call me a freak because I apparently do voodoo and am a witch. Okay, once or three times when I , in a fit of rage, stabbed a smiley yellow man(rubber toy) in the face with a compass, some guy had two nosebleeds and a cut on his nose. That was most likely coincedence. Some people whisper ''burn the witch'' at me when I walk past them in school. What the fuck? I try to ignore it, but that's not easy when you're also being called lesbian by just about everybody. That's really nice, just because I'm not a fucking slut, I'm a lesbian? I am getting sick of it. As I already stated, I am a person and as such I need one basic human right; equality. I don't exactly get that. I have nearly commited suicide, folks and you're still laughing. Being voted number one most likely to kill themselves is slightly annoying. They drove me insane, but hey, I already was, so fuck life. If I do end up commiting suicide, that, among many others, is one reason why. Thanks guys! I really love the way you make me feel every day! I hope you enjoyed reading. Goodbye,and, for the moment at least, goodnight.


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