Sometimes, I feel like I'm so lonely. I mean, I do have friends and all but it feels like they don't actually like me. They just do it so I don't complain. When I'm not feeling the greatest, I think of all the things my friends might think of me. Sometimes, I just think of all the mean things people say to me.
Like, one time I got my hair curled and I was so excited about it. Then, I went to volleyball practice and showed it to my friend in front of everyone and one of my classmates said ew. I wasn't even a whisper. She just said it out loud. Then, everyone started laughing. I laughed it off and put on a smile but really I was crying on the inside. I went into the shower room where my stuff was all the while tears were forming in my eyes. Some of my friends were in there so I had to hide my face so they wouldn't see my tears.
No one ever notices when I'm feeling depressed. That's because no one ever pays that much attention to me. Not even my dad. Not even my own sister. She's barely even seen me cry. Only a handful of people have seen me cry. All they see me as is a weird, cheery, middle school girl that likes anime "way too much". They base my personality off of what they see every day. No one knows me that well. My mom is the only one who cared. She's the only one who understood and they took her away from me.
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Vent Book
Random~WARNING: Mentions of sh, swearing, harming people, and suicide~ Cover art not mine. Credits to the creator.
