It's been one month since I've been at my new school and it's been one month of hell. I've never really been a fan of learning new things. At my old school I loved school because of my friends, but here the only person I know is Matthew and I hate bothering him. He always tells me that I can sit with him at lunch and hang out with him and his friends because not all of them are guys. I know he's only trying to make me feel welcome but it's not helping.
Nothing helps anymore.
There's a piece of my heart missing and I guess I'm just left waiting now to see if it will ever be filled.
You can't really just snap your fingers and magically forget about what happened in your past. Even if I had that option I wouldn't do it.
The past makes you who you are today.
Sometimes when I come home from school, I'll hear my mum crying in her bedroom. Most of the time I'll go into her and comfort her, but other times I let her cry because sometimes in life you just need to be alone.
I know it isn't healthy to want to be alone, but you can't help like feeling alone.
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Teen FictionDo you ever feel like you're the only person on earth with problems? Like you can't tell anyone about them because you're ashamed and embarrassed...because that's how I feel. I've lost people in my life that I cared about the most. I'm 15 years old...
