So it began...
The first day of school (feared by many, enjoyed by most)
I HATED school, or for the first few months of it. I had few friends, non of them close. I hated life, I felt like life hated me. Both my grandpa and aunt died of natural causes and I loved them dearly. I was bullied and harassed by EVERYONE! I have had no lover, nor did anyone love me. I was alone in this world, I wanted to run away, I wanted the pain and suffering to end. I had nothing to do with my life, I wanted to die.
