Chapter 1

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Here I am... Sitting in a yellow and pink room beside a garbage can and in front of a bed. There is pure silence.

All I can think of is what had just happened. It makes me feel stupid, sad, and a jerk. I'm at that point where you feel like you don't belong in this world but it's to hard to get out of it.

I am a person who is joyful at school and dance.

Someone who takes it too far and a jerk (my neighbor says) at church.

Someone who feels like I'm always wrong or stupid at home. Well I can't call it home if I don't feel like it's home so I will call it with my family.

I have no clue what I should do..run away or sit in this house of yelling, blaming, and regret. My gut tells me to run, but my heart and mind tell me to stay.

I feel the only way to put a brick wall in front of this sadness is by writing it.

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