VIOLETS POV
It was the first day of 8th grade. I have awful anxiety and every year on the first day of school all hell would break loose. I would beg my parents to let me stay home and I would make myself throw up and it was just awful.
My parents knew something wasn't right. There child is hysterical and can't control herself; something must be going on. They would ask me if I wanted to move schools and I refused not knowing why I would want to put myself in that position of being so miserable.
Anyways I got to school and sat by myself at break and lunch and people would try and be friendly to me and strike up a conversation, but I felt out of place and began crying like a little baby. When that happened the first two people to come over to me were Willow and Grace. Grace and I had been family friends for a while and we weren't close, but we were somewhat friends.
On Tuesday it was somewhat better, but I still felt out of place, uncomfortable and j\it just felt wrong...
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"Friends?"
Short StoryThis is the story of a girl that just wanted to fit in and when she finally found her best friends it was great up until April 28th....
