After I got a nice long nap in Math. That was well needed i barablt sleepet at all last night. My grandmothwr was blasting the TV. And I was cleaning blood off a big heart that i hacket into my right thy. So either way I was not gonna sleep well in then end. Thank God there is a math class to sleep in.
Yeah I have slight problems sleeping at night but in the end I get sleep. Weather I am in school or at home. How ever other people dont like me sleeping in class. But AS long AS the teacher lets me do it. I am good to go into dream Land. Where nobody services my killing Spree....aside from Ash.
He is just defferent. I cant explain it. It could be that I have know him for so long. Ash was the first American that I met when I came to Ohio besides my family. Even though he could not understand me he still was my friend. My first American friend.
Ash helped me learn english and covor over my accent. Now people cant even tell that I am German let alone born in Germany. I was so lucky that I met him. Any way I need to get to ELA. But I dont wanna take a quiz today.
"Alice hurry up!"
" shut up Timmy I am coming "
"Sure fat ass"
"What ever" I run out of my Meth room and rush to my locker. I hope people are not crowded around my locker again.
Pushing through the croweds of tall people I eventually get to my locker door. To find more papers taped to it again. I cant believe it now I am not the only "EMO" kid in this school. But they are still putting these stupid poster on my locker. Hopefully they dont get her too. I would hate to see another person suffer like I do.
They just never give up. Even though I have tryed to die but it did not work out. Or I will not be here sharing my thoughts with you. But the dumb asses keep telling me to die. I just cant understand what is so Bad about me to make people want me to die. Or go and kill myself.
Its just so hard some times. People just dont ever completely understand. They may get some parts but not the whole thing. Pheye. doctors say they get it. But they are in it for the money. They dont care how they get into your brain or what your actual problems are. The doctor prys tjere way into your head and writes every thing. Then they give you meds that make you sick after taking them. Even if i was not trying to kill myself. I would get sick from taking them the right way.
