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Chapter Two

When the bus came, I sat with my only friend, Paige. We've been friends since kindergarten and I could tell her just about anything. When I tell her that some guy pushed me down at the bus stop, she gets this really mad look and starts ranting about how rude people can be, "Why do people have to be so rude!" she exclaims, "I mean how would they feel if they got pushed down at a bus stop huh, I mean he could have hurt you..." blah, blah, blah. Paige can be really annoying when I tell her this stuff so I just block her out by putting my headphones in and listen to rock.

When we get to school Paige becomes really protective of me and acts like my bodyguard, " Paige," I say,"I'm fine really, I am."

"You weren't this morning," she says annoyed,"so why would you be now"

"I don't know Paige," I sigh, "just go hang out with your other friends, I'm okay, I promise." (a lie)

"Okay," she says,"if you need me just call"

"Okay," I say

The truth is I'm not okay. I need someone to talk to... someone that can and will help me with the problems I am facing. I am depressed, angry, sad, mad, all the time and I just want to be happy and not want to cry, all the time.