When I finally got home from the shitty school, mom were waiting for me tell her everything about the new school. I got a little tear in my eye and answered. I just want to be alone for a moment. Mom looked at me and said: Please tell me what's wrong. No! I don't want you to know! I screamed, and ran upstairs. I cried, my pillow were swimming in my tears. After an hour I opened the door, and everything was fine. Well nothing is fine here, but as fine as possible. Before I walked downstairs I heard mom talked to dad about that I was acting weird today. I got downstairs and said: It's because of the new shitty school! I will never get any friends there! Mom and dad looked shocked, and sad at the same time. Mom told me that getting friends on a new school takes time, and it is always difficult. It actual helped when she told me that.
