It's been a while since I've talked to you. I'll just go over some life updates. We haven't moved yet, it's kinda good because I've learned to like it, the foggy wet weather to the crisp smell of fall always in the air. All those good things. All those good things. But I can't think about the good things right now. All I can think about is my mom. How I need her to stay strong and work hard. I'm sorry if this is considered selfish. I love my mom. And it's my fault that we move. I can't put my finger on it but something about me makes her sick although I also feel the love. I don't know what to do. Do I love or hate my mom for not saying a word to me since she told me to "leave and never come back." I can feel that she's sorry. I know that she is.
I want to talk about my new school. I don't have one. My mom stopped taking me. My bag is placed in permanent position in my room. I can't tell if I'm mad happy sad about my mom pulling me from school. It just all confuses me. Why would she stop taking me all of a sudden. what did I do?
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The Invisible Girl
AdventureIts hard to learn who truly are when you don't even know what you are
