I hate how I tried my hardest to survive my freshmen year but nothing seemed to work out for me.
I really hate how the people in this fucking school system didn't want anything to do with me until I was failing.
I really hate how no one cares if I do my best or tried my hardest because my hardest and my best just didn't reach the public standards of 'intelligent'.
I really hate how no matter how many times I've mentioned that I have a hard home life that no one put 2 and 2 together and thought that that's why my grades slipped.
I really hate how until you get a doctors' slip to state that you're depressed and show it to the school then they'll believe you and make you feel different from everyone else.
I really hate how I never shove my problems into my friends' faces but I let them cry on my shoulder, but when I cry I'm just a cry baby.
I really hate how I don't even really like band but I try my hardest to please these people.
I really fucking hate this, I'm never good enough and it feel like I wanna slit my wrists. I really fucking hate this and everyone that's brought me down, but I would never, in all my days tell them that; I wouldn't want them to feel the same way I do. I'd never wish this on anyone.....
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RandomRochelle Webster; 14, awkward, you're average Freshman girl. Except for the fact that she's a technopath that just started going to Bay City High and is the pilot of a gigantic, female, robot; who is also the co-protector of the town. And she still...
