*beep beep* *beep beep* Ugh. I roll out of bed and sluggishly walk to my closet to change my clothes. For some reason I feel like this isn’t going to be a normal day…. I brushed my teeth, brushed my hair, and ate a small breakfast. I look at the clock and see that I had extra time so I decided to walk to school. I could use the exercise, I guess. It also would give me time to be alone and think. It’s better than being harassed another day. So, I went on my way.
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I walk to school alone to my thoughts. I’m so lost in my thoughts that I barely notice someone talking to me.
“Where are you going?”
Huh? There’s a boy about my age standing in front of me. I’m caught off guard so I look up at him. He smirks. Oh no...am I staring at him?! I think he knows I’m flustered because he lets out a little laugh.
“Hello?” He tries again, still smiling.
“S-sorry…”
His expression turns soft and his head tilts to the side a bit. “For what?”
“Um...for being awkward. I was lost in my thoughts and I just got a bit caught off guard when you starting talking to me.”
“Oh. Sorry. Did I scare you? I didn’t mean to...I’m sorry,” He looks slightly ashamed of himself.
“N-no! I just didn’t see you! It’s totally fine!” I blushed, feeling bad that he was upset.
“Oh...okay!” He grinned sweetly. “So...where are you going?”
“Um...I was on my way to school.”
“Oh…”
Why does he seem so sad?
“Oh! I can’t believe I forgot to ask you your name! Where are my manners? I’m Nathan! What’s your name?”
I stutter a little. No one ever asks my name, let alone talks to me. “A-April...April Anderson.”
“Oh!” He looks kind of excited. “I like that name. It’s really nice!” He blushes slightly.
With wide eyes I say, “Thanks…” It feels weird to get a compliment again. It’s been a while. “By the way, why did you seem so sad when I said I was going to school?”
“Oh...I wanted someone to hang out with. I’m homeschooled so I don’t have friends.” His eyes get a little watery.
I panic a little. “How about we hang out after school?”
He cheers up. “Okay!”
He thinks for a second. “Is it okay that I’m asking you to hang out? Like, you don’t know me yet. Am I making you uncomfortable? I’m sorry….”
I blush vibrantly. “N-no! It’s fine! You...you seem really nice. How about we meet by that tree at about 3:15?”
He lights up again. “Okay! Have fun at school! See you later!”
“Bye.” I say. I won’t, but he has good intentions so I won’t say that to him.
As I walk away I hear him getting all excited to himself.
“I can’t believe I finally have someone to talk to!”
I smile bittersweetly. Maybe it won’t be so bad to have a new friend.
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Novela JuvenilApril Anderson developed schizophrenia as she became a teenager. She became less focused on school, stopped taking care of herself, became distant/antisocial. She feels hopeless. She's stuck in the machine of society. One day, she hears something...