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24: Bracelet
I don’t get another reply from Let until Friday.
Let: I don’t need your pity. I don’t need your wishes. You can keep the fucking letter.
Me: I’ve never been to a high school party before. I’ve never dated or kissed anyone, I think I might die celibate because no one ever looks at me like they want me. I’m not sure what alcohol tastes like. My parents see me as this innocent child and I don’t want to ruin that image for them. Daddy is busy all the time but he tries to be there for me. Sometimes I wish he will lose his job so I can see him more often. Lol.
At school, I am bullied. I try to be tough when the pranks and bullying start but it really gets to me. My best friend tries but sometimes it’s not enough. I go home thinking, wondering if they will still bully me if I looked a little more like them and less of myself. But then, I like how I am, at least for most part of the time.
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