i’m in summer school and the same person who I’ll call “Z” he’s in my class and he’s the one who made fun of the scars on my arms and exposed me last year he held me by my shoulders and rolled up my sleeves and said “look at the emo she cuts herself” and made everyone laugh at me I was clawing at my throat I couldn’t breath and I was sent to the hospital safe to say I hate “Z” I asked to go to the bathroom and he said “might wanna pay her down” I wanted to punch him in the face but the teacher told him to cut it out and he said “she’s good at that aren’t you [my real name]” then I ran to the bathroom and cried till my throat was raw I came back and fell asleep
I’m so tired