I got singled out. I don't know why. Why do people always target me? Is it because I'm short and they figure I can't fight back? They're right, I can't, but it's not because I'm vertically challenged.

I hated him. I hated them all. They made me hate myself even more than I already did.

I just want the pain to end.

I won't be alive so I won't care who finds me.

I'm scared. What will tomorrow bring? It has to be better than today. It has to.

But its not funny. Not to people who've been told they're losers their whole lives and believe they will never be anything else.

No one ever found out what was happening inside me. How the pain was eating me away. No one ever came to my rescue, or stood up for me.