High school is a bore... But no one cares about what I do. I sit in the back near the window, either listening to music, drawing, or staring out the window.
This happened until one group of people actually saw me. I wasn't invisible to them and they taught me that life's more fun than hiding as a shadow. But will I be able to accept it? Or is it going to hurt me more than I already am?
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RandomHigh school is a bore... But no one cares about what I do. I sit in the back near the window, either listening to music, drawing, or staring out the window. This happened until one group of people actually saw me. I wasn't invisible to them and they...
