Sorry for not writing in a while, I was stressed and had grades to better, but I'm back now. Today was one of the worst days, but in a way, it was cute.
This week, we were in final exams, I've been stressed, emotionally exhausted, depressed, but always showed a smile, I was trying to be positive.
There is something I haven't told anybody, I am in risk of repeating 9th grade, and by how it seems, I will. Today, the last exam, it was supposed to mean: no more worrying, no more studying, just ending, but there is always something I do wrong. I didn't deliver something, so my teacher said that by the end of the day (school day) I should deliver it or I wouldn't have a grade, so I did the work and stayed in lunch doing it, but apparently it wasn't enough, because when I presented it, he told me that the activity was wrong and I had to fix it. I didn't have a problem doing it, so I repeated it, still, it wasn't enough and it was almost time to go, so I couldn't fix it, so I told the teacher that I would deliver when I get home, but he said "No, you have to deliver now" and I told him "But it's time to go and I can't lose the bus", then, in the worst tone possible he said "Then you know what grade you have" I was really mad and got to the bus really angry, my friends tried to make me laugh, but I just said "Don't do it, not right now" I said that because I was about to explode. I listened to music at the top level, when suddenly I realized that maybe I was not going to pass the year, so my eyes started watering up and a friend noticed. He tried to calm me down and when I was almost done crying he asked if I wanted a hug. That was the sweetest thing he's ever said to me. I obviously accepted and he hugged me for a while, then he asked if I wanted him to leave or if I wanted him to stay, I told him to stay and he hugged me some more while I cried, he was repeating "everything's going to be okay, don't worry, I'm here." Those were the exactly words I wanted to hear. I calmed down after a while and he offered to listen to music. He made me laugh the rest of the way and he was really trying to make me forget whatever I was going through because I didn't tell him what happened.
He accomplished his mission, I got off the bus with a smile in my face.
So, as I said before, it was one of the worst and cutest days of my life.
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Broken But Not Broken (COMPLETE)
Non-FictionOk, so everything that you read actually happened, so if you want to keep reading its your choice, WARNING: Sometimes I feel that my depression doesn't make sense, please, if you relate to this story, or you start feeling worse STOP READING! UPDA...