Prologue
Hi. My name is Jodie. I'm 15 years old, and I live at an orphanage in London. I've been here for 11 years because my parents decided that I wasn't worth their time and effort. The reason for that is because when I was 4 I was diagnosed with learning disabilities such as Autism Spectrum Disorder, Learning Disabilities, ADHD, Receptive and Expressive Language Delay, Auditory Discrimination and Executive Functioning. I'm bullied a bunch at school and at the orphanage just because I'm different. The teachers don't help because they don't know how to work with people like me and they treat me like I'm fragile and would break if they pushed me too hard. Even though I turn in every homework assignment, on time with noticeable effort, they just give me a passing grade and move on. Then that leads up to the bullying. The bullies used to just call me names, but now they actually hit and kick me. I've gone to the principle and the counselors but they don't help. They only think that I'm looking for attention! So I've given up on them. And for all those reasons I cut. I have countless scars on my forearms that I cover up all the time. So if my life sucks so much why haven't I just given up completely? I've asked myself that question so many times. For some reason, whenever I feel like ending it I get an overwhelming feeling that there might still be hope for a better life. That there might be a future out there for me that is better.
One day I'll prove them all wrong and rise above!
Hey y'all! Sorry I went so deep there. Some of my emotions when in there. Oops :P
Anyways, just so y'all know I did not make up the learning disabilities because I have them! (I cut out some for privacy reasons)
I hope everyone liked my little prologue there, the next chapter will be MUCH longer and better I promise!
R&R please!
See ya later phans!