the diary of a lonely kid

the morning...

''hurry up, charles - you useless goat'' 

''gggeerrreeiiiaaaahhhhh man''

the day that i would go to senior school had come...

i was scared and most sure worried of how the senoir school guys would find me...everyone was.

The change of bus was rather weird, because i would normally sit in the prep school bus..but it was time to change.

people arrived, said hello to my old amigos who still had one more year before this happened to them too....

i sat at the front, not because i was good kid but mostly because we belived that the older kids sat at the back and the youngers at the front,

and thank god i was rightt...

peacefully journy. sort off

i honestly felt like puking due to lake of food i hade this morning..

and while everyone was feasting on 'Mcdonalds',

i was left to suck on one strawberry lollipop... which after one bite had vanished.

as we drove the sicker i became feeling lonely,shy and most importatly  worried.

how would these older kids react to an immature child who thought he was funny...

could my thought be reality???

y/o