I was NOT lying…

Monday, February 27th, 2012. I had been Sexual Assaulted.
I walk through the hallways, watching people look at me, whispering, calling me names, wanting to beat me. They don’t know the real story about what really happened, so they had made-up stories. I cry every night because of what he told people. everyone is against me, everyone hates me. He doesn’t know the damage he had done; damage is still being processed. People harrassed me everyday, yet I know that if I end my OWN LIFE they’ll regret what they have said.
Many people took sides. Two of my best friends had my side, also the administrators, counselors and my one teacher. All the other students took his side. Everybody that took his side want to beat me up, yet they don’t know the whole story. The day when everyone heard, i just felt like I wanted to stick a knife through my chest. Knowing that my family, and some of my friends would miss me, stopped me from taking that one sharp knife. I wanted to show people how hurt I was, crying wasn’t good enough. I cry every night because of this, taking to people, taking to the counselors doesn’t help at all.
People heard that he had been locked up because of ME. People were furious than ever. People post about it, people talk about it, and people hate me because of it. My best friend told me that he’s not locked up BECAUSE of you, it was because he did something else. Being sexual assaulted by him on school grounds would just give him suspension, not lock up. She also said that I didn’t get sexual assaulted as bad as those other girls around the world. Yet it still hurts what’s happening to me, & those girls. People should know that if something happens they shouldn’t always believe the person that said something first. Yet they shouldn’t be in my or other people’s business, it’s between me & him, or her and him.
-I posted this because I wanted to type my anger out.-
Girl struggling out there, keep your head up, and never give up life” cause Y.O.L.O! **