this complicated thing called life

~chapter three~

I've been laying on my bed, staring at the ceiling for an hour. I don't know what I'm gonna do. It was starting to get dark . I was starting to drift off until my mom knocked on my door. " Hey honey, I just came in to let you know that when you left , I talked to your old principal and she said you can come back once you're better, so make sure you're ready for school tomorrow. " Oh my fucking god. I cant go back to that place. " No. I'm not going back, I don't care what you say, I can't go back"

"Honey, its not that simple. And homeschooling isn't an option so I'm sorry but you're just gonna have to go back"

" Get out of my room. I don't want to be near you." This isn't fair. Everyone hates me there. I cant deal with everyone talking about me behind my back. I'm just the girl that tried to kill herself. At least I get to see Lauren. She's my bestfriend. Or at least she was. I don't want to be in my house right now, but I don't want to be caught sneaking out. I took a peek out of my window and looked down at the living room window to see if anyone was down there. It was pitch black, so I knew I could easily sneak out. I decided to walk to the park near my house.