My Miserable Life

October 20, 2022

Dear Diary
This is my first time ever doing a diary so it might be weird, Its almost the end of the first nine weeks by the way.

I got by PLT (Personal Learning Time) pretty easily today. Well, as easy as it usually is with the, no one caring about me, the bullying, the thoughts of my life. . . But anyway, I got to social studies before the bell rang like always. my teacher was explaining something that I had asked her about earlier, then she looked at me, I gave her a nod as if saying "yeah I heard you." But instead of just continuing the lesson she had to call out my name as if I were in trouble. The whole class was looking at me, I had felt like I was gonna drop dead right then and there. It seemed like she was trying to call me out as much as possible, she had said my name twelve times, asking me questions, calling me out on things that usually she didn't mind, and making me go first in her weird class games that nobody even liked.

I had PE (Physical Health) next, I HATE PE, and im not even bad at it, I just have never really been the sports kinda girl. When I say i have never been a sports girl, I don't mean that I just don't want to do them, I hate sports, and I have asthma to go along right with it. We were working on shooting a basketball and even tho I hate basketball it did look kinda fun, but before we did that we had to do our warm-up and run around the bus loop, and I twisted my ankle! I had to sit on the bleachers all of class. I decided to observe everyone on there stance since I had nothing better to do, no one was doing it correctly.

Finally, PE was over, and I had lunch, the worst time ever! Well, for me at least, because In lunch there are not that many people there to watch you and you are allowed to talk and when your me everybody sitting with you is like a wild animal and I'm there prey. I wonder who today's lunch predator will be. I don't really have my own spot at the table and honestly I don't really care. Either way I'm gonna get bullied, especially today, since everybody else didn't actually want to play and I was the only one who didn't have to.

I was the first one to sit at the table, I see some plop themselves right next to me, Carter Main! The guy that every girl has fallen for just because he's rich and does sports, I couldn't care less about tho. They called out table and I went to the line, I was in the front for about point five seconds until I was pushed to the back. I was the last in the line now.

I ended up having milk for lunch, because Carter has taken everything and gave it to his followers. I dragged myself to math class as quickly as I could, I still ended up being late because of my ankle. I got a tardy even though I had a very reasonable excuse. We have been working on a packet since Monday, I finished it in the first ten minutes I got it. I was just doodling in my note book when the teacher came behind me. "As you can see, some kids think math isn't as important ass there doodles. But when Miss Grey is working as a trash collector, she is going to regret this day where she didn't do her work." The teacher called out loudly, giving me sudden angry glances. I was going to get up and shove the finished packet in her stupid face but then bell rang. I shoved my notebook in my backpack, grabbed it and stomped out the door.

I didn't write anything about what happened at home, because nothing really happened. And i was too tired.