Short Story - The Week that Killed Me

At this very moment, Im about to plunge to my death. Its the dead of winter, and what I take in of a left of a life has become so unbearable I worry I was analogous the winter. Dead. merely I am acquire ahead of myself. I tack my mind on doing this a week ago when all(prenominal) wrong thing in my life blew up in that peerless terrible week. That single week was the one that do my life so abruptly and completely agonizing that I however jackpott stand it anymore.\nIm non democratic. Not by a long shot. In fact, I am so utmost from popular that Im the brunt of most of the popular peoples jokes. I thought high instruct would be different from center school. No such luck. Its not that Im ugly; Id like to think Im pretty. I amaze long strawberry redheaded curly hair that goes just past my rib hencoop and blazing green eyes, optimistic cheeks, and tan skin. No, thats not the reason nobody likes me. Its Ashlynn; she hatreds my guts and anyone that negotiation to me. She make it k in a flashn that anyone that associates with me outside of clear up or doesnt treat me like crap, she will ruin them. So no one talks to me unless they have to or if theyre avocation me names. Not that I can blame her for hating me after what I did to her.\nNot only does she hate me, but she also knows my darkest secrets. We employ to be friends. I told her virtually everything. She became my friend when I scratch came to Chicago from Gary, Indiana. Now she uses my secrets against me, and says that if I retaliate or ordain anyone what she says to me, shell expose me. No one can know what Ive done, because if anyone does, in that respects no rotund what will happen. Ill probably go to jail, or worse.\n in that location are worse things in my life going on then the things that are accident at school. My father is habituated to alcohol, and ever since my mothers death its gotten worse. I have two jr. sisters that I have to shelter from my public address syste m now that moms dead. She employ to protect us from dads beatings, but now that she...