I retuned to school the next day with hurtful feelings about myself drowning out everything else. As I entered the school building I saw my locker and noticed notes hanging off of it. The notes were yellow sticky notes with insults written on them. The kind of things you'd see in a movie where people place kick me signs on peoples backs. The funny thing is these notes didn't hurt. The only thing that hurt was the fact I believe they were true.
Jake tried to have conversations with me but he noticed something was wrong. He tried to help me but nothing could help me.
Soon my mother would be back home and I think that would make me be a bit happier due to not letting her know how sad I am.
As many days went by my mother returned home and I masked the sadness. People including Jake stopped making an attempt to talk to me. I felt like I was living the exact same way every single day. I woke up dealt with school work then came home and crashes. Nothing changed. There were no such things as change. This life replayed over and over again like a broken record. The same thing played and the same life I lived each and every day.
Except that one day.
A/N yes I left this chapter to be a cliffhanger in the WORLDS MOST CLICHE WAY EVER. Also sorry the chapters short, I'm kind of loosing inspiration for any of my writing. Trust me, I know I'm not good at writing. Haha. Okay bye now. (This chapter is so freaking stupid. I'll probably erase it)
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Short StoryA story about a lonely and depressed girl dealing with what the real world has begun.
