Entry 5: Lunch

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May 16, 2013
After 3 boring periods of my teacher talking about history, and math, we went down for lunch.

I sat alone for lunch. I didn't talk to Jemmy, Mark, Andrew, Vanessa, Patt, or Samantha. They're all my ex-friends now.

I sat alone. By myself. With no one but a sandwich, a juice box, and a few apple slices, to keep me company.

I thought about Mom, how cool she was. I talked to her in my mind. I told her I missed her. I had to hold back the feeling of crying and just let my tears roll back, creating a lump in my throat.

I miss her so much.

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