Dear Diary,
MATH
MENTAL
ABUSE
TO
HUMANS
I was called on during math to answer a question. but I didn't know it. So I just sat there stuttering like a baby....
So they whole class started laughing at me. Even the teacher. My face turned bright red and I started to cry. I ran out of the room and hid in the bathroom.
So here I am now, in the bathroom, last stall, in the very corner of the school. Writing to try to calm myself down. School ends in two hours. I have eaten my lunch in here many times so I know what it's like.
Time to cry some more
Thanks for listening
Xoxo
Peyton
YOU ARE READING
Xoxo, Peyton
Non-FictionMy name is Peyton I'm 14 years old I'm a dancer An actress A pianist Daughter Sister And friend I'm depressed. Deal with it! Writing is my getaway This is me writing about how I see things thorough my eyes Also some goodbye letters to my fa...
