it was abdullah
nasser: abdullah sa3idny ma sawait shay yeet foug chan asma3ha it9arekh glt ayee ashouf shfeeha
abdullah: fay shfeech? shnu hatha?
me: injara7t w ga3d y6la3 dam
abdullah: salamat salamat
nasser kan imbayen 3ala wayha m7tarrrr bas kan ga3d yjarb he acts normal 3ashan may shik abdullah
they helped me w the blood wagaf
me: thank you so much
both of them: youre welcome
i smiled at them
me: please lat gooloon 7ag a7ad 3an ily 9ar mali 5lg ta78ee8
abdullah: inshallah bas shlon injara7tay?
ma 3araft shagool, i said what came to my mind
me: madri ma athkir it just happened faj2a
abdullah: ahh ok
nasser ashwa kan sakit ma gal ina i cut
they left chan idizli nasser bbm
nasser: fay laish u cut?
me: nasser please ghayer il mawthou3 its just personal
nasser: fay wallah agool 7ag khaled
me: nasser bas! lat gool 7ag a7ad! i wont trust u anymore!
to get my mind off of things i checked twitter chan y6la3li abdullah 3ala my timeline
he was one of my followers fa i followed him
abdullah: il7mdillah u finally followed!
me: yeah..
abdullah: shlon 9rtay?
me: a7san il7mdillah
abdullah: :D
7garta w r7t lbast jacket 3ashan ygha6ee ilcuts
i sat on my bed and sfaj2a slept..
*after 2 hours*
khaled: fay ya7mara goomay! bnrid ilbait! warana 6reej w bngi6hum
me: zain zain bas chub
khaled: yallah
gmt w r7t ilsayara
nasser kan ga3id jdam wiya khaled fa i had to sit wara wiya abdullah w dalal
i sat in the middle -.-
abdullah 7ash eedy
i moved it
abdullah whispered to me: sorry
i smiled
9j he was cute bas ya3ni shtabee blthab6?
khaled was trying to make conversations wiya dalal bas ihya klish mu ma36eeta wayh, haha
ga6aina all three of them w radaina ilbait
salamt 3ala umy w r7t nmt 3ala 6oul
it was 9:30
the next day r7t il school
when i was playing PE bnt isimha laya yatli
she hates me so mcuh mn zman tikrahny bas madri laish
laya: fay wai3 wai3 whats that on ur hand
me: entay shaku?
she gave me a stare chan trou7 7ag ilteacher
laya: ms look at fay's hand someone probably scratched it
teacher: laya its non of ur business unless u were the one who did it
laya: ms i care about her
teacher: laya stop lying i know u two arent friends
kaaaak inga9 wayiha
the teacher came over to me
teacher: fay whats that?
me: umm yesterday there was a knife on the table and i put my hand not realizing it was there so it cut me
teacher: fay tell me the truth
me: ms it is the truth im not lying to you!!
teacher: ok then
laya gave me a very rude stare
i stared back
malat 3alayha madri 3ala shnu shayfa nafis'ha
it was lunch time
laya came up to me and dalal
laya: wai3 wai3 jaykara il7mdillah wl shikir
me: ilthaher ma 3ndich manthara 3ashan itshoofeen il jaykara il a9liya
dalal: shtabeen al7een? thilfay thilfay
kalmha yjra7ni, im sensitive w 9j words hurt
knt abee i cut so badly, i had to
the PE teacher came
teacher: laya go away stop annoying them or ill tell the principal
ithlifat
it was time to go home
6la3t 7ag khaled 3ashan eraji3ny wla ashouf laya 3nda
she was smiling at him and trying to flirt bas ohwa yadri shitsawee feny fa kan ma36eeha the sarcastic smile
i went to them
me: yallah khaled imsh khalee hal maynoona twali
khaled: ee yallah
wayiha 9ar a7mar
laya: bye khaloody
WAI3 IT8ITH!
me: kat dal3eena yal d3la
and we left
rja3t ilbait chan i cut
ta3awadt awagif ildam. cutting became a part of my everyday life. its my addictiojn. it makes me feel better. a6ali3 7arity ib nafsy. it was painful but i got used to it, it doesnt hurt that much anymore. i do it because of the bullying, the broken heart i have because of nasser and girls flirting with him, my parents divorce and how my own dad treats me, and khaled changing. people can be mean and they dont know what ure going through. they r too upset in their lives that they want u to be upset too. it hurts a lot. im going through a lot and i hope one day it would just go. i keep thinking about suicide bas 7aram. its not like cutting mu 7aram bas ina what can i do?
nizalt for lunch wla abdullah was there
oh joy! :) (not)
he smiled at me
klaina lunch and khaled said: fay tara abood nayem 3ndina la2aba his parents imsafreen
me: ok, 7aya Allah
abdullah: Allah y7ayeech
we finished lunch w r7na nakil dessert bl; 9ala
my mom ra7at itnam w khaled ra7 il 7mam
once again i was all alone with abdullah..
nasser: abdullah sa3idny ma sawait shay yeet foug chan asma3ha it9arekh glt ayee ashouf shfeeha
abdullah: fay shfeech? shnu hatha?
me: injara7t w ga3d y6la3 dam
abdullah: salamat salamat
nasser kan imbayen 3ala wayha m7tarrrr bas kan ga3d yjarb he acts normal 3ashan may shik abdullah
they helped me w the blood wagaf
me: thank you so much
both of them: youre welcome
i smiled at them
me: please lat gooloon 7ag a7ad 3an ily 9ar mali 5lg ta78ee8
abdullah: inshallah bas shlon injara7tay?
ma 3araft shagool, i said what came to my mind
me: madri ma athkir it just happened faj2a
abdullah: ahh ok
nasser ashwa kan sakit ma gal ina i cut
they left chan idizli nasser bbm
nasser: fay laish u cut?
me: nasser please ghayer il mawthou3 its just personal
nasser: fay wallah agool 7ag khaled
me: nasser bas! lat gool 7ag a7ad! i wont trust u anymore!
to get my mind off of things i checked twitter chan y6la3li abdullah 3ala my timeline
he was one of my followers fa i followed him
abdullah: il7mdillah u finally followed!
me: yeah..
abdullah: shlon 9rtay?
me: a7san il7mdillah
abdullah: :D
7garta w r7t lbast jacket 3ashan ygha6ee ilcuts
i sat on my bed and sfaj2a slept..
*after 2 hours*
khaled: fay ya7mara goomay! bnrid ilbait! warana 6reej w bngi6hum
me: zain zain bas chub
khaled: yallah
gmt w r7t ilsayara
nasser kan ga3id jdam wiya khaled fa i had to sit wara wiya abdullah w dalal
i sat in the middle -.-
abdullah 7ash eedy
i moved it
abdullah whispered to me: sorry
i smiled
9j he was cute bas ya3ni shtabee blthab6?
khaled was trying to make conversations wiya dalal bas ihya klish mu ma36eeta wayh, haha
ga6aina all three of them w radaina ilbait
salamt 3ala umy w r7t nmt 3ala 6oul
it was 9:30
the next day r7t il school
when i was playing PE bnt isimha laya yatli
she hates me so mcuh mn zman tikrahny bas madri laish
laya: fay wai3 wai3 whats that on ur hand
me: entay shaku?
she gave me a stare chan trou7 7ag ilteacher
laya: ms look at fay's hand someone probably scratched it
teacher: laya its non of ur business unless u were the one who did it
laya: ms i care about her
teacher: laya stop lying i know u two arent friends
kaaaak inga9 wayiha
the teacher came over to me
teacher: fay whats that?
me: umm yesterday there was a knife on the table and i put my hand not realizing it was there so it cut me
teacher: fay tell me the truth
me: ms it is the truth im not lying to you!!
teacher: ok then
laya gave me a very rude stare
i stared back
malat 3alayha madri 3ala shnu shayfa nafis'ha
it was lunch time
laya came up to me and dalal
laya: wai3 wai3 jaykara il7mdillah wl shikir
me: ilthaher ma 3ndich manthara 3ashan itshoofeen il jaykara il a9liya
dalal: shtabeen al7een? thilfay thilfay
kalmha yjra7ni, im sensitive w 9j words hurt
knt abee i cut so badly, i had to
the PE teacher came
teacher: laya go away stop annoying them or ill tell the principal
ithlifat
it was time to go home
6la3t 7ag khaled 3ashan eraji3ny wla ashouf laya 3nda
she was smiling at him and trying to flirt bas ohwa yadri shitsawee feny fa kan ma36eeha the sarcastic smile
i went to them
me: yallah khaled imsh khalee hal maynoona twali
khaled: ee yallah
wayiha 9ar a7mar
laya: bye khaloody
WAI3 IT8ITH!
me: kat dal3eena yal d3la
and we left
rja3t ilbait chan i cut
ta3awadt awagif ildam. cutting became a part of my everyday life. its my addictiojn. it makes me feel better. a6ali3 7arity ib nafsy. it was painful but i got used to it, it doesnt hurt that much anymore. i do it because of the bullying, the broken heart i have because of nasser and girls flirting with him, my parents divorce and how my own dad treats me, and khaled changing. people can be mean and they dont know what ure going through. they r too upset in their lives that they want u to be upset too. it hurts a lot. im going through a lot and i hope one day it would just go. i keep thinking about suicide bas 7aram. its not like cutting mu 7aram bas ina what can i do?
nizalt for lunch wla abdullah was there
oh joy! :) (not)
he smiled at me
klaina lunch and khaled said: fay tara abood nayem 3ndina la2aba his parents imsafreen
me: ok, 7aya Allah
abdullah: Allah y7ayeech
we finished lunch w r7na nakil dessert bl; 9ala
my mom ra7at itnam w khaled ra7 il 7mam
once again i was all alone with abdullah..
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