I tried writing a fan fiction awhile ago, but it sucked. So here's a different one. Tell me if you like it or not. Please give me some pointers on how to make it better. Also keep in mind that I'm only 13, therefore this isn't wonderfully written. Rating: PG (Language) Chapter 1-Page 1 Chapter 2-Page 1 Chapter 3-Page 1 Chapter 4-Page 1 Chapter 5-Page 2 Chapter 6-Page 3 Chapter 7-Page 3 Chapter 8-Page 3 Chapter 9-Page 4 Chapter 10-Page 5 Chapter 11-Page 5 Chapter 12-Page 6 Chapter 13-Page 7 Chapter 14-Page 9 Chapter 15-Page 10 Chapter 16-Page 11 Chapter 17-Page 13 Chapter 18-Page 13 Chapter 19-Page 15 Chapter 20-Page 18 Chapter 21-Page 22 Chapter 22-Page 23 Chapter 23-Page 23 Chapter 24-Page 27 The Hardest Part Is Letting Go Of Your Dreams Intro I sat on my bed in my new room as the warm tears fell down my cheeks. New place, same old poop. My mother and I got in a big argument and I ended up calling her a witch. So then my drunk dad stumbled into the room and beat me. After he was done, I ran up to my room crying. So here I am. I have no friends, because I just moved here in Belleville. Iâ€™m starting school tomorrow. Thatâ€™s just wonderful. The first day of school, Iâ€™ll be covered in bruises. I was crying uncontrollably now. Why couldnâ€™t my parents just love me? I know they donâ€™t. If they did, they wouldnâ€™t hurt me like this. Other kids donâ€™t have to go through this poop. Why do I? I got up and looked in the mirror. A big purple bruise was already beginning to form on my face. I opened my drawer and took out my razor. I held it over my wrist. I began to slide it against my pale, almost white skin. I wish I could have the courage to go deep enough to kill myself. Iâ€™m just afraid to die. After a few minutes, I started to feel light headed. Blood was everywhere now. Wow, I mustâ€™ve gone a little too deep. I picked up a sock from the floor and tied it around my wrist to stop the bleeding. Then I fell back on my bed and drifted off to sleep.