The girl with holes in her heart

To my family for being so supportive and my friends for making it fun.x

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Hi! My name is Stacey Coderman and I'm in yr 9 at partron secondary school. I'm the same as any other teen; I live, laugh and love. Of course normal people don't have holes in their heart, But I guess that's just me.

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I had a normal up bringing; parents fighting, heart attack at 5 then again at 8, like I said normal. But my friends are normal, kinda. I mean, Ellen's deaf and Beth's got a eating disorder but they're cool they get it, they get me. But they have to stick with me. We're the 'specials' as the others call us that's just us.

I guess, between the heart attacks and operations I'm just a normal girl.

But, I'm weird, lower class, the unspeakable. Apparently, well, according to them, the others in my class. No-one seems to want to talk to the girl or old heartless as they call me. Which is stupid i do have a heart there's just holes in it. But no one ever gets close enough for me to introduce myself properly; they flinch away like its contagious or something. You can't catch what I've got, stuck with me since birth.

It hurts to sit there with my disordered friends and see people look scared of us, but scared mostly of me.

Ellen and Beth have other friends, they are liked. They are happy with what's wrong with them and just get on with life. But I can't just forget about it, my therapist makes sure of that! What really annoys me though is that I can never just do something; an adult has to be there in case I flip out and just run, it would be nice to run. Run away from them, from this, from the holes in my heart.

This Friday is the school disco. YAY FUN! NOT, standing alone in a dark hall with flashing lights what's so fun about that?

Beth and Ellen can't go as they are on holiday together which kind of peed me of, but its fine I get other stuff quickly.