It's my first year of high school and honestly...I'm NOT excited. For me, school has always just been like a huge prison. A prison where I get bullied. I'm not optimistic about my "FIRST YEAR" or "A NEW YEAR A NEW ME!" I'm mostly like this because I know nothing is going to change. I've always been invisible...and I don't know why.
I look like an average girl. I have blonde hair, grayish eyes, and love to draw. Drawing is my outlet. Sometimes I create things and I don't even know what they mean. I have drawn all over my favorite pair of converse. They don't look bad either! I usually wear jeans and put on typical shirts.
I step outside of my house. The sun hurt my eyes as it reflected off the stop sign the school bus was holding out. I step closer to the vehicle feeling as if I'm being kidnapped. The bus was smelly but I managed to power through it. I moved to the back of the bus. With each row of seats I passed, I saw the rotten teenagers push their bags to the empty side of the seats. This is the bus I'll have to take the rest of my high school year. Better get used to it.
I look at my house from out the window as it gets smaller. We leave it behind in the dirty smoke emitting from the bus. I wonder what high school is gonna be like...I'm still not exited but...I just don't want another bad year. That's all....
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Caught Red Handed
Mystery / ThrillerAmanda French is a girl who struggles to fit in. After finding a way to speak with the popular girls she figures this is her chance to be one of them, although she knows it's wrong. She soon realizes that she is nothing like these girls but by then...
