Lunch today was exactly like it always was and that wasn't a good thing. My normal seat was in the back of the cafeteria next to other people who don't have anyone to sit with.
The way I look at it, you can't find your best friend or your soul mate at a place with only 500 people or less. There's one universe, nine planets, two hundred and four countries, eight hundred and nine islands, and seven seas, I really don't think out of all of that, I'm going to find someone I'm close to in my school.
Being popular in my school is apparently a really big deal. Personally, I never looked up to popular people. I watched them as I thought about them, careful not to make eye contact with them. They are intimidating to us unheard of students. But through my eyes, popularity won't matter in the future.
I like to imagine that all of the confident kids decided to meet one day. They choose what's cool, create the new trend and decide on people that are okay to pick on. From the 1st grade until the last year of high school those students would be filled with with depression for all of their school years. They were the broken ones, but no one knew. It's sad though because they would always try so hard to be like them, wondering what they did wrong, and one day they just give up. Amongst all of the people they chose,
I was one of them.
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The only one
Teen FictionMy life appears to be like everyone else's, but that's what's on the outside, inside of me, there is an entire jungle that is yet to be discovered. But who will finally get a glimpse of who I really am?
