I groan as I try to get my self out of bed. It's friggin Monday. You know how awful Mondays are. I don't want to leave my bed.. It's comfy and warm and my stuffed animals are protecting me. I force my self out of bed, barely awake. I rub my eyes with my fists and look at the clock. 8:15. Wait. 8:15!!? Crap!! I'M LATE! Oh God oh God oh God!! I grab a white tee, black jeans, converse, and my hoodie as I hurry to try and multi task. I try and brush my hair quickly but it looks like a mess. CRAP! Now I have to worry about that today. I barely have my shoes on as I'm out the door. I jump into my car with my camera and almost get a ticket going to school. At 8:57 I'm in the school and get a late ticket.. I hear laughing and whispers as I head to my desk. I quietly sob and nobody notices. I didn't wear makeup so I look ' ok '. ( not really )
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Anxious
Randomthis is a book where I just say what struggles I have and how it would feel for an anxious person and somebody who doesn't care.
