Coping

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He opened the door a little further and looked conflicted about what to say. After a bit he actually asked "are you hungry? Do you need anything?" I pulled my head from side to side saying no. He nodded and walked away. After not too long I broke down crying. I huddled in my quilt with my special stuffed animals and my pillows. I cried all night. Eventually the quiet house came to life with people moving around.
April knocked and poked her head in the doorway. "How are you feeling? Do you want to go to school?" I nodded. Ragen is the only person who would possibly get me to talk. She smiled and told me to be ready soon.
I dig through my clothes. I figured anything to get my mind off of things will help. I pulled some jeans on and a shirt with a zombie across the front, my hoodie and some socks. My vans waited by my suit case. I stared at the worn gray fabric that were the vans. Without thinking I pulled my bag and put my school stuff into it. I pulled it up over my shoulder and shoved my feet into my shoes.
April tried to get me to eat witch I won't because I'm not hungry. So far I haven't spoken since I have been here. Pretty soon I was sitting on the bus far away from Jason. On my own seat I pulled a book out of my bag. I opened it and started to mindlessly read it. At every stop more people got on and pretty soon we were at the high school. Not mine though. I jumped up and made my way off of the first bus and worked may way over to another one that takes me to my school.

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