Status: Keep Or Kill?
Claiming Normal
Inside The Victim
I’m Elaine. I am 16 years old and bisexual. It’s NOT a phase, so don’t try to talk me out of it. I’m anything but normal. I am the girl that will randomly shout out in class, “I have to pee…” just because I got bored. I guess it’s just another way to hide what I truly feel. Pain is kind of my coast of comfort, I’m a sad lonely, false smiling, good for nothing, cutter. Yeah, great right?
I have one best friend. Her name is Alexa. I love her, but I don’t know if she’s bi too or not. I’ve never asked. I loved her since the minute she saw my bruised battered face after one day my mom got extremely mad at me, and just hugged me, wiped away my tears, and cried with me. Ever since then, I haven’t looked at anybody else. I for sure would not be here without her. She is the only light I have to my day even if I only see her for a few seconds in the hall, it’s enough to put a true smile on my face. She’s the air I breathe.
My life sounds appealing…no?
I have one best friend. Her name is Alexa. I love her, but I don’t know if she’s bi too or not. I’ve never asked. I loved her since the minute she saw my bruised battered face after one day my mom got extremely mad at me, and just hugged me, wiped away my tears, and cried with me. Ever since then, I haven’t looked at anybody else. I for sure would not be here without her. She is the only light I have to my day even if I only see her for a few seconds in the hall, it’s enough to put a true smile on my face. She’s the air I breathe.
My life sounds appealing…no?
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short.keep or kill?