My Story

The Pain

The pain came slowly and subtly, like a rumor spreads. I started liking this boy named Jackson. By now I should know that liking, loving, someone could get me hurt, but I don't. So I told one of my friends that I liked him, a week or two later he asked her out, and she said yes, and celebrated to me about it. A weight of stress now added to my shoulder. Then I had this math teacher, and in my house everyone is perfect in math, so I have to be too, but I'm not. You see this teacher teaches differently, you have to solve problems his way or you get them wrong, and if you get the first question wrong on the test, you get a C, and he didn't explain things very well, yet another weight added. My one goal for the school year was to get in to National Junior Honors Society. I didn't get in because I had a C in math class because of the way the teacher graded, which added another weight of stress on my shoulders. The day of the ceremony the band plays and the choir sings. 6 out of 9 people in my friend group, three girls and three boys,  the two other girls that didn't get in, didn't care but I did. After the ceremony one girl sent all the pictures she took here to me, she pushed me in a hole, knowing that she could get to me that way and break me. From that point on everything started slipping, I started caring less, became more distant with socializing with family,  spent more time on YouTube because that's how I escaped my new world. With videos of idiots on the internet. I felt like the people I watched on YouTube, Markiplier, Jacksepticeye, Shane Dawson, Jacksfilms, Game Theory, Pewdiepie, Ihascupquake, and Matthias and Amanda, were the only ones that cared about me even tough they don't know I exist.