Problems

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"So like," I mumbled under my pillow.
"Charlotte, " my mom yelled.
"What?" I asked.
I knew what she was about to yell at me about. Its been a week since my birthday and I havent been to school since. My mom doesnt understand though.
'I have been to highschool Charlotte, i know what its like'
"No mom, you dont know, you dont know whats its like to walk down the halls and have your chest tighten everytime someone looks at you. You dony know what its like to be late and get and terrible. You dont know half of the things schools puts me through." i said, looking at her right in the eyes.
"Charlotte," she said softly.
I felt a small victory. Like I finally got her to listen to me but then she said, "sweetie, did you stop taking your medicine? I thought you were over this."
"Get out," I said.
"Excuse me?" she said.
"I said get out," i snapped.
"Go home, I don't even want to look at you." I said mocking what she used to say to me.
"How are you going to survive?"
"I have a job," i replied, closing the door in her face.
It wasn't a lie, I worked at the coffee shop which i finally memorized the name of.
'Home away from home' I honestly never knew the name but I've been going there so much.
I just approved for the job today and I start tomorrow.
Sierra works as an intern at a art studio, as a intern you normally don't get paid but she gets paid. All the interns there do, it was "pretty cool" as she would say. Shes always had a passion for art, she was good at it too. She won a lot of the art contests at school.
We were going to make it okay.

Im so sorry thing is so short. I know i said i was going fo update everyday.
I just, have a lot on my mind but im hoping to have a new chapter up tonight or tomorrow.
I love you all.
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