First Year

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Ugh high school... I was always afraid of it, usually of the older people. A few days before school, I wanted to create a positive mind, with things like: it isn't that bad, maybe there are some nice people. But the first day wasn't that great...

I was alone, I knew nobody and was scared as hell! I wanted to go home but I forgot my phone at home, great.... Eventually I found out where I had to be and it turned out there were some really nice people in my class, finally! But I knew it wouldn't last long, deep down I knew people would judge me again... It was only waiting until it all started.

So my first year wasn't that easy, I failed in class and I was depressed all the time. There was a girl in my class who also had depression and was cutting herself. I wanted to help her but I had to make sure I didn't start cutting. But sadly, that went wrong in my second year...

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