My name is Joanne, I'm 16 years old and is the popular girl at school. I have friends, and also enemies that can not be trusted. I have a boyfriend, who is a cunt who abuses me....whenever he wants. My dad left us because well....eh....don't want to talk about him, anyways I become so irreverent and disrespectful to Society. Mum cuts herself because she is depressed that her only love has left her. Then I began more and more depressed, People at school started calling me names like whore, slut and go kill yourself, and then my sister started calling me names. So I thought if they are calling me those names then I'll become like one. Went to school with a really short skirt, a see-through t-shirt that shows my breast, my messy hair and loads of makeup. Everyone laughed, some threw stuff at me and some even attempt to kill me. I went home, changed into my comfy clothes and walked outside. Where it was dark, cold night where you almost don't know where your heading. I ended up at a bridge, it was so high that you can almost touch the sky. So I climb up, balancing myself as I stared up at the sky. I open my lips, and raise my voice and spoke to the stars as if they were listening to me.

So tell me.....am I really that bad?