My Story

So I guess its time for me to tell you my story. I want you guys to understand that I know were you guys are coming from because I have been there. Its hard for me to even tell this story but from experience I know that sooner or later gets better. I moved out of my home town, out of my comfort zone to a new place an unknown place to me. I started my new life at a new school and for a while things were going great but as you know when you think something is going good it just takes a turn for the worst. A kid one day came to school after seeing a photo of me on Facebook, he said I was ugly that I needed to break my nose than maybe I might look good. I cried, I tried to let it go, but it always was in the back of my mind and on some days still is. Now that's not even that bad part, I kept going through the school getting called short, ugly, and much more and than all of a sudden the biggest rumor that changed everything got spread around. The same kid that told me to break my nose wanted me to send him an inappropriate picture of myself to him. I refused to because that is not who I am, I am bigger than that. He got angry and told the whole school that I sent him a naked picture of myself and worst of all he had a picture of some other girl saying it was me! He told everybody I had a nasty body and was ugly. I would go home crying every night because people would literally leave the table because of those rumors, they wouldn't talk to me, they would call me a whore, a slut, and worst of all they would tell me to fix myself because of what they thought they saw. It was so hard for me, I went into a bad depression because of it, I never wanted to leave my room, I cried myself to sleep constantly, I even almost started cutting and a few times I almost did the unthinkable, I almost took away my life. Being the new kid was hard, I had nobody, and I felt like garbage, nobody cared. Finally the end of the school year came so I decided to I couldn't take it anymore, I decided to move back home and try to escape. Little did I know that the girls that bullied me still had my number and would still torment me. I got texts from girls calling me a coward, saying I was "Their bitch" ( I'm going very into detail) I got told I would never be able to run away and this girl even told me to "shave my cave" because of the picture she saw (which again wasn't me). I couldn't believe it, why would they keep tormenting me? What did I do wrong?  blocked the bullies numbers, blocked them on every social media site and guess what I felt free. Free from the torture, free from fear, free from from what almost took my life away. I realized they were mad that I won, I was able to escape, I was able to be my own person. They are still stuck in the hell that they made for themselves, I was free from it. It does get better, recently I went to homecoming and I had the best time in a long time! If i would've taken my life away when I thought it wouldn't get better I wouldn't be experiencing my first kiss, my first boyfriend, being with my friends, or many other things to look forward too. It does get better, though it doesn't seem that way it does. If I got through this so can you. Please for the sake of your life Stay Strong <3