Before I knew it spring break was over. I didn't want to go back to school, I just couldn't handle school anymore. But I knew I had to go I slipped on some ripped jeans and a t-shirt. I walked into school and everyone stared at me with mean, disgusted looks. I quickly ran into the bathroom and locked myself in a stall. I had no clue what was happening. I took a deep breath and walked out of the bathroom. I walked passed a group of girls and they were talking about how I dumped my boyfriend for another guy. I stood there for a couple of seconds and dropped my books, I ran as fast as can to the track. I sat on the bench and asked myself, "Why would he tell everybody?" I stayed at the track for about an hour and cried till I got over myself. Then finally, I went back to my class and ignored everybody. The last couple of days at school, it felt like I was the most hated person. Everyday I would come home and cry, I would cry till I had no more tears in my eyes. I couldn't handle school anymore so I ditched school, I knew I couldn't go back if nobody even likes me. I knew that I don't belong and it would be best if I wasn't there. Nobody wouldn't even know I was gone. Will I ever be the same girl again?
