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Thunderstorm Jan 2015
(I know my day isn't as bad as yours, neither is my family, but please don't make me feel worse.)
Okay so I've been sick for the past three weeks, not anything that shows just nausea. I told my mom and for some reason my whole family thought it would be extremely funny to laugh at me for being pregnant. FYI I am thirteen and have never dated a boy in my state. They all know this could never happen, but for some reason they decided to all mock me because of it. When I ask them for help they don't help. My mom nearly made me walk to school on streets that were so icy I couldn't go ten feet without slipping, even on the grass. My friends pushed me away and seemed annoyed with me. I snapped at everyone. I have a ton of make up work that I have to do. My dad cares more about my grades then if I'm sick or not. My brothers found out I'm scared of them and are using it to make me feel even worse. My friend yelled at me, then got even more upset when I couldn't answer for five minutes, and told me she hated me. Right now I have one friend telling me I'm worth surviving but a whole army of people in my head screaming "DIE!" On top of that all I still feel horribly sick and nervous and stressed and just overall depressed. No one believes me or seems to care about me and I don't know why I should live anymore. So if this is good bye then I love you all, but it probably won't be because I could never finish anything anyway, another reason why I'm a ***** up. Well, good bye guys. Maybe.

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