Dear diary, my name is avery spring. And I'm fucking drained.
But the thing is, I don't even have a reason why, everything bad that happens in my life adds up to one big problem. Some days I just feel, feel that something will happen, feel that by the end of the day, week,year, even hour. I'm gonna die. I guess its not that bad, for example if I was my best friend, Ellie, nothing bothers her unless like someone has died. But me on the other hand, everything is too much, too much overthinking, too much anxiety, too much public speaking, just too much of myself.
If I'm being honest, the only thing that makes me happy is seeing James. James Clarkson. His smile, his eyes, his hair, his everything. Yet we have never spoke. We have so many connections. Eye contact, and I mean like 10 second full on eyecontact. Little glances here and there, and omg he litreally hands me my book in lessons and IM ON MY KNEES. It's kind of hard not to have a crush on him, especially when I have every single lesson with him. I doubt that he likes me back, but the future is never to tell, its meant to be a mystery for a reason.
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A World Of Isolation
RandomA year 8 girl, avery, has been through ALOT recently, and noone has a clue. She has a crush on this one boy, James, but doesn't think she has a chance, she's insecure about herself. She doesn't have many friends, only 1 real one, Ellie, or so she th...
