The Story of an FA'er Five

This is a story of an FA'er. On the outside she seems confident, crazy and able to listen to everyones problems but on the inside she isn't like that at all. All she thinks about is how one day she is going to die and she dwells on the bad things alot. She has a loving family but she takes it for granted and she knows she does. Her father is away 90% of the time with work and her school is 2 hours away. Her friends leave her out alot but she just brushes it off. She listens to everyones problems but they just make her feel depressed.

This is my life FA, now you know.

The Story of Rebeccah (Rebeccah1996)

This is the story of an FA'er. Okay, I was born in Newcastle along with my twin brother. After 4 years living there we moved to my dad's hometown, in the south-east of Scotland. My childhood was easy. No bullying, had loads of friends and nothing really mattered. When I moved to high school everything changed. Ever day I was hassled and bullied, being called a man at every turn. I began to grow cut off from the world and my friends. My mum and dad turned to drink, downing on average a bottle of wine and countless cans of lager each per night. My dad grew violent. My mum moved out and we went with her. I didn't see me dad until my parents got back together. 2 years without him. My dad started a new sport, domestic abuse. My sister is one victim but my brother gets the worst. I look up to him for his bravery. My dad then tried to kill himself. He was unsuccessful, but I wouldn't have cared what outcome. And that's about it.. My brother is really protective of me and my sister and he means the world to me.

This is my life FA, now you know.

The Story of Jade

This is the story of an FA'er,
I'm not writing my whole life story. Some things are too traumatic and upsetting and personal. So, my life isn't as bad as it was a few years ago. A few years ago I would have been moving house over and over, never having a real ''home'' and more I don't even want to share with anyone, at all. I'm only writing this to let everything out, to be honest. I've been getting bullied the past three years now. It wasn't psychical bullying until I stood up for myself. I've never told anybody(they'd never believe me anyways, nobody believes anything I say) just one person from FA. But nobody in my real life, There is nobody to tell. My mum is always at work, I hardly ever see her. And when I do she's on some kind of call, so I go out to talk and she says ''Just one minute'' and it turns into an hour, or a day, or a week. My dad is just way to hard to talk to, he goes nuts anytime you say something. There's just nobody left. Friends don't care. My life is kind of bad that way, in the way I don't have anyone to talk to or go to. I've attempted su!cide before, didn't work. Now there's another name added onto the list that bullies name me.. that's ''Emo''. Then my boyfriend found out about the su!cide bit, he thinks I'm a freak and need therapy. I have a feeling my mum is cheating on my dad. She's always staying somewhere else, she never picks up the phone. One time I decided to go through her messages I was that curious, she text her friend that she ''went on that blind date''. So much for being ''In a relationship''. So now all I have is FA, but slowly everyone is turning against me there. Plus I have no hope in acting nice, people will just ''see right through it''. I try too hard to fit in there and to be ''Honest''. Truth is I rather just being nice.. But now there are people in FA calling me names. So I guess I'll have to live with everyone against me. But the thing is, I'll never be able to Really leave FA. No matter what happens. Let's just hope I don't lose everything I have, out of very little. But like I say, if there's nothing left to lose there's everything to gain. I'll keep hope. I just wish people thought about what they said before they said it, it may not look like it's hurting them. But it is. Bullies hurt me. People hurt me. Words hurt me. I'm a sensitive and self-conscious person, but I try to hide the pain. I won't be around much longer if this keeps up. I have no confidence, I feel just as ugly as bullies describe me. I have low self-esteem and I'm not perfect, nowhere near it. Never have been never will be.

This is my life FA, now you know.

Story of an FA'er Three

This is the story of an FA'er. She moved at the age of 2 months. She loved to talk and be happy. She was 'popular' in nursery/playschool, but once primary school arrived everything went. She only knew this girl I was best friends with since playschool and I built my enemies. I was friends with the most popular girl in the school since playschool. The past few years she thought she was loosing her friends. This girl in the class above seemed to hate her. She always seemed to talk behind her back and make fun of her. One day she knew this girl was talking about her behind her back and that girl went off crying. She called her in to see whats wrong and she replied ''Nothing I'm just saying that her profile looks really good'' but she knew that wasn't true. All her friends seemed to come and go. If you were wearing designer clothes you were her friend and if you weren't you were bitched about. The past year, she has been trying to be strong. Lately she has been hanging out with her two friends from school. She has realized her true friends and her enemies. Sometimes she might feel not included if she isn't with people she is friendly with. No one knows how hard this is to deal with. This girl tries her best in school and tries to get high grades. She tries to stay strong, and you know what? That girl is me.

This is my life FA, now you know.

Story of Maria

This is a story of an FA'er.I'm the girl who is a very smart, funny pretty, popular type girl on the outside but on the inside I think many different things I always worry that people don't like me because I have a small head I'm tall and have short hair that kind of stuff I worry about everything to much. In the 5th grade I had a wonderful year everything was perfect. But when 6th grade came it was a roller coaster people were mean to me then nice then mean. I got called fag almost everyday by a girl who I used to call my best friend I felt left out I felt stupid. I got bullied. Then one day I said enough I gained my self confidence and told her to stop I told everyone who had been mean to me to stop. I still get pushed around today but I know that I'm strong enough to stand up to them.

This is my life FA, now you know.

Story of an FA'er Two

This is a story of a FA'er. Completely happy with her life. A bubbly, outgoing girl, but what people do not know. This girl, found out, a couple of months ago, she was adopted. Now, this was tough for her. And when her foster parents told her, all she did was cry. Many thoughts ran through her head, day and night. The girl wondered why she was given up for care, was she not good enough? This made her cry more... She was told she could see her real mother, but she turned down this offer, at least for now.

She is still happy, she copes. She is grateful for her foster parents and they love her very much. As does she. They are great people, and she knows that. She wouldn't trade her life for anything, and overall, is happy with her life, just the way it is.

This is my life FA, now you know.

Story of an FA'er One

This is the story of an FA'er, so I guess I should write about me then. I have a pretty average life, one that I treasure however. Perhaps a not so average family, I have two possible dads, not because of a mum sleeping around or whatever but because she was raped, so I either have a dad who is a rapist, or my dad is my dad. My mum has let me make the decision on whether I want to know for sure whose my dad, or not. I do not want to know, in my eyes my dad, who has cared for is my dad. Sure he may/may not be blood related to me but I do not care. The man who raped my mum has tried to contact me, claiming I’m his daughter, I want no contact with that monster whatsoever, I have a dad already in my eyes. I have never told anybody this as I don’t want them feeling sorry for me, it’s embarrassing.. Moving on, like I said before I do have an average life, I get pretty high grades, I have friends, my parents are split up, well they are on an on/off relationship … I don’t mind them being separated, at least it stops them arguing and it makes family life seem more normal, I don’t have any family nearby except my parents and little brother. I’m a pretty shy person, I am self-conscious but I’m starting to grow in confidence. At the moment I am deciding who I am.I don’t want to say too much as it may give away what fa’er I am. But I love my life so much, I will never take it for granted, the ups and downs are what makes life interesting. 

This is my life FA, now you know.