I had this stuff happen for so long, i was blinded by how long it happened. Whenever my skin peeled (i have Eczema so it makes sense). I'd pick at it so it bleed. I did this because i thought my "friends" would finally realize that i'm worthy. But they just thought i was psyco. Eventually, they started ignoring me and i thought it was my fault. I would do anything just to be noticed. One time, the two girls would talk about me behind my back.

Eventually, this got so intense to the point i wanted to Avada Kedvra myself. Yeah, i know. I thought the world would be a better place without me.

[I can't remember what happened after this, so we're skipping (in the next chapter) on how i recovered]