I wake up to my clothes being wet... "dang I spilled my water, wait.. last night what happened is this all a dream?" 13 year old ally James has been going threw struggles in her life for about a month now. her parents divorced 3 years ago, everything was fine until now.
" I'm gonna be late for school, I better hurry I have a huge math test today" ring ring I got a call from Jess , Jess Johnston ya know the cool popular kid that everyone knows of ya that's her. hey what are you wearing I want to make sure our outfits don't clash. haha okay I'm wearing jeans with a red t-shirt. "ugh red do you think it's Valentine's Day " she said in a serious voice . change right now she said. I hung out tying to hold my anger in she always acts this way with me like I'm some puppy dog she carries around in her purse or something. I didn't bother changing I just grabbed my lunch and road my bike to school. my mom and I haven't been as close as we have been we never say have a good day any more and she doesn't drive me to school like she you too I kinda miss her warm goodbye hugs.. but I can say I miss her.
when I got to school everyone was inside at there desks getting prepared for the math test, I took a seat as mr.Matthews was handing out the test. we were about 15 min into the test as my lungs started to tighten, I needed to get to the bathroom quit to get a drink of water. we weren't allowed to leave the class until we were done the test so I didn't finish I just left after handing it in. I was sitting in the bathroom Corner as I was taking sips of water. sadly to say this is normal although having a anxiety attack shouldn't be normal.... it is, for me.
after last period I was riding home. every day I stop at my towns local coffee shop mr.dons donuts to get an iced tea lemonade.... they were really good!!! I was sitting in the coffee shop when I saw a little girl hugging her dad when he's picks her up from school... I tear rushed down my face and my heart was beating out of my chest and ran out of the shop and rode home.
when I got home I ran up to my room. and wrote in my diary...
dear me,
it's hard to let go of someone, when you've plan to be with them forever and ever. knowing that there is a different way to go and more options make me happy but know what is suppose to be right isn't right for me hurts. it's hard seeing everyone thinking there life sucks maybe it does but I don't believe my life sucks I just think it's at a bumpy part that may get renovated. the future will hold something magical.
-ally
I closed my book and crawled into bed tommrow is a big day I have the writing test where we write a amazing story in 1 hour.
