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Chapter 4 - circulation

I am a teenage girl. I go online and I post pictures of all my achievements. I did enjoy social media. I did, not anymore. not since that picture came out. that picture ruined me.

it all started whene I met him. we went to,the same shool, but we never talked. one day be came over and just asked me for my number. as I said before I had never talked to him so I automatically told him no. he did not stop, he followed me everywere, he even waited outside the bathroom for me. eventually I grew used to it and gavd in. I don't know how it happened but we started dating. he was really sweet and understanding. he knew I was uncomfortable in my own skin, but he always told me I was pretty and he made me feel good. I was comfortable with him now and I was not so insecure so when's he asked for pictures I obliged with put hesitation. as soon as I sent the picture I regretted it, but it was too late, I could not take it back. I was worried, I had so many thoughts running through my head. "have I made a mistake" "can I really trust him with something like that". on the bus to school the next day everything seemed normal but as I stepped into the hallway I noticed stares and whispers. that is wbene I saw it. hundreds of posters all had one thing on them. my pictures, I did not know what to do. I ran to the front office and called my mom. I asked her to pick me up. a short while later she came and the principal told her everything. I could tell she was mad at me, she was just putting on a mask for the other people. she never looked at me the same again. she always had a mixed look of disgust and disappointment. I was so sad, my friends stoped talking to me and I stoped going to school. turns out my "boyfriend" was just doing it on a dare. I had no will to live anymore, I thought that no one cared about me. whene I tried to overdose I was caught, I got put in a mental house. I stayed their till I got out of high school. afterwords I went to a collage were no one knew who I was. I finally had a fresh start and I was going to make the most of it.