Dear You,
Tomorrow is my last day of eighth grade. It's also my last day of middle school. In a way, I'm glad because it's been a rough few years and yes I know, I really thought it would've been better, but I'm still continuing to pull through and find my happiness. Even before 6th grade, I was struggling. Basically ever since Mom passed away, it's been hard. I've gotten bullied about not having a mom anymore, that I was a loser and had no life, etc. Looking back at it, I now regret being sad and still do. This time though, this time when I start high school, I'm going to get better. Crossing my fingers.From, Me
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Dear You, From, Me [COMPLETED & EDITING]
Teen FictionIn life, we all have our own roller coaster. It goes up and down and swirls around. We have the greatest moments to never forget and we have our worst memories we try to erase. I wish my life was better than what it became, but the world, isn't a wi...