What The Future Holds

Childhood In A Nutshell (Pt. 1)

  I entered the classroom ready to piss myself out of fear. 1st grade... and I knew NO ONE. To make matters even better, I had ADHD and extreme anxiety issues. I took my seat, and class started.

                                                                .: Time Skip To Mid Year, 1st Grade:.

 I had made a few friends by now, Katlin D., Lindsey K., Jessica H., Michaela Z., Grace F., Lauren J., ect. I couldn't have been happier! Although.. what I didn't understand at that age was that none of them actually valued the friendships as much as I did. Except for that one girl, Lindsey. 

 Now, in the 1st grade, we learned to write letters and so we'd write each other letters and they'd be passed out on Fridays before the bell rand and we all went home. I never got any although I'd write tons to many different people. Heck, I wrote letters to everyone I knew! But I never got any on return. One day, I noticed Lindsey looked upset over something. Again. I then noticed she didn't have any mail either. We started talking and then it was agreed that we'd write each other letters so every Friday we'd each get a letter. From that day on, we were the best of friends. 

                                                                     .: Time Skip to 3rd Grade:.

 It had been a year since I'd seen Lindsey. I assumed she was simply placed in another class and so I made new friends. Not even true friends. I was always the odd one out of the group... it was me, Michaela, and Grace. I was always left out of the group and was never really considered their "Best Friend". They always had BFF necklaces, I didn't. They would have sleepovers and exchange small gifts from family trips,  wasn't a part of it. I was too young to understand this of course so now the whole consept of being best friends with someone is compleatly new to me. But in reality I was an outcast. And Lindsey was gone. 

 I know now that Lindsey had to move around because of family problems. That's why I never saw her in school anymore.

 But back to my fake friends. To be honest, I had always favored Michaela over Grace. Now I know she never liked me one bit. Grace was the only one that was actually a friend to me, and I can't believe I was too oblivious to understand that. 

 Years passed, 4th grade, 5th grade, and then finally 6th grade. That's where I had to start from scratch. I was scared shitless AGAIN. I didn't know anyone in my class and that meant I'd have to make new friends. AGAIN!!! 

 About mid year again I had made new friends. GOOD friends! Stevie B., Shanley A., and Cierra K. Now, there were a lot more, but they were my main 3. We weren't a group though. They were amazing friends to me, I could relate to them and get along with them and I knew they loved me as much as I loved them! They were into the same things I was and they even got me into a few things! Stevie got me back into homestuck and Cierra and Shanley supported my obsession with CreepyPasta and Laughing Jack (my husband o-o). 

 At the end of the year there is always Field Day. The whole grade level will compete class vs class just for fun and all. During field day, I finally saw Lindsey again! We talked and hung out as much as we could until we had to leave. I didn't see her again until the following year.

 7th grade, not the newbies, and not the seniors. As fate would have it, Lindsey and I were placed in classes with class periods right after each other! That meant we'd see each other every time classes changed, and we got to sit across from each other at lunch! She bent the rules enough to where she would usually sit on our side of the table next to me. Thus, our story truely begins.

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