I am a well-liked senior at my highschool. I am a cheerleader, member of the NHS, and member of the track team. I have always been voted as best smile, most friendly, best personality, best attitude, etc. in the end of the year polls. However, secretly I hate my life. My boyfriend broke up with me a while back, but I still love him more than anything. He doesn't care about my feelings at all and left me because he got a chance with this prettier girl that he's always wanted. I've never been in love before and I can't stop thinking about him. I cry myself to sleep EVERY night, and the only thing that has kept me from killing myself is that I don't want to go to Hell. A while back ago I wished a car would hit me accidentally so it wouldn't be suiced, and I ended up getting in a car wreck. Instead of what I wanted, only my car was totaled, and I have no money to get a new one. So on top of everything else, I have no car even if I did want to hang out with friends, who by the way are all selfish backstabbers. In school I act completely happy because that's how I wish I could be. It's not becasue I'm bi-polar, crazy, or fake, but that's what my family and friends would think if they knew. I have tried everything to get him to love me again, but he said he wants nothing to do with me.