Haunted.

06

Today I stay at home, because I'm not feeling well.

This sickens me. I'm just tired. I'm tired of being laughed at. I'm tired of being mocked. I'm tired of being myself. I'm tired of being haunted. I'm tired of crying. I'm tired of shaking. I'm tired of all those stares people give me. I'm tired of the ghost. I'm tired of being tired.

I'm alone in my room. Dark, because I didn't turn the lights on. I'm not feeling comfortable moving. I'm thinking and the ghost is haunting me.

I'm afraid.

Not afraid of this room. Mom and Calvin said my room was really dark, it might probably haunted, because it is also looks like a train wreck.

I'm afraid of not being good enough. Of being a loner forever. It worries me so bad I can't handle it anymore. My thoughts are bubbling up with negative things that I really need to get rid of.

But I can't. The ghost is still there in my mind.

I should get rid of the ghost, so I can get rid of the thoughts.

I need to get rid of me.

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