Probably the only good thing that happened lately was that Carter moved to NYC. Without him the rest of his posse disbanded and didn't bother anyone. It's odd. Nothing has happened that is worthy to mention. Except this, a new girl, named Vannessa, moved to our school one month after Carter left. Conspiracy: Carter was really a girl. Just joking. Anyway. She moved here and now has taken place of Carter, except she's not infamous. She's popular, which means she can do whatever she wants, when she wants. Me being the black sheep I am, I was targeted. Yippee! (Sarcasm.) On what I believe was Thursday, she came over to me and acted all nice and said, "Oh your Anna's friend right? That's all that's been talked about here recently." I looked away from her and didn't say anything. I went to stand up but she pushed me back down to the table and said, "I won't let you leave you little bitch!" This struck somewhere and she noticed. So naturally, she kept going. "Your ugly and worthless, you know that right? No one ever liked you. Not even Anna, she pitied you. She didn't care about you whatsoever." Now that WAS a lie. Anna did care, she was the ONLY one so did here at school, but Vannessa just kept talking. None of it was good and it hurt. A lot. I see how everyone looks at me, they stare, they point and laugh. It's terrible. Vannessa eventually lost interest, went, "Whatever, no one likes you," and walked away. School ended and I went home. On my way back I convinced myself that what Vannessa had said was true and I felt empty and sad. I waited for it to pass but it didn't. I didn't feel good and I went to bed early. With those thoughts on my head. Telling myself, "I shouldn't be here."
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Sometimes Smiles Aren't True
Novela JuvenilI don't have much to say.......except......that I have dealt with depression all my life, and it sucks. It really REALLY sucks. So here we are....you're going to read right?
