Dear, Journal.
Hey, it's me Micah! Yeah I opened this up as journal due to me wanting to keep track of my life as it happens. It sounds hilariously cheesy, and honestly I'm not sure if this is my thing but I'll see how it goes. I thought that it would be and look super original, but I'll see what happens with this writing thing. Continuing on with my life and the actually juicy bits that you, as my future descendants are gonna wanna read! Let's get to it!
I'm a freshman in this new school alright, and it's the first day. Its good to note I've moved from a previously well populated town to this middle of nowhere's dump. I hate it honestly, like a lot. Please let me leave, everyone around here that I've seen is ancient and there's no rush to anything. Just deafening silence. I also kinda miss my hometown a bit but not enough to be homesick. It's kinda hard to explain in words.
So continuing on this school is also really great, because you want to know what happened when I first walked in? I fell, hard, like no joke I walked in and and passed out right there. The nurse told me it was because of dehydration, which is totally possible since I don't drink enough water, When I blacked out some kid toke time out of their day to drag my corpse to the nurse. Such a nice fella whomever they may be. What a wonderful way to start off my first year and day of high school.
And of course I miss my first couple of classes, which is to be expected since I was out for quite a while. I'm really actually surprised they didn't call the paramedics, I must have looked like some stereotypical anime protagonist lying there unconscious. Nonetheless I went back to class with my splitting headache. I ended up floating aimlessly from class to class hearing nothing but nattering from teachers giving warm welcomes to kids who only come because the government makes them.
So of course during lunch I hop onto my laptop and talk with my friend Riley from my old school. I tell them my sob story and how much I miss them and everything. That was the highlight of my day. Riley is special to me they make me feel warm and peaceful. They also seem to be the only one that tolerated me. I didn't mind the solitude much at this school though, it was peaceful, too peaceful though. I wanted a lil action.
I didn't get any and ended up flying through my first day having small talk with a few other student who's named I can't seem to remember. Other then that my day was as boring and as basic as it could be, except for the whole passing out thing. I'm pretty ok going my whole school year as an edgy social outcast!
Well, that's enough whining about my day, it's getting late. I should go to bed, sleep is calling my name! Until next time we talk whomever happens to be reading this journal, weather you be my ancestors or not it's nice to know someone will know about my life.Sincerely, Micah Emerson.
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HumorThe journal of a child named Micah whom you grow with as their story progresses. Soon you see the world though someone else's eyes. Authors note: this is told through the perspective of Micah in their writing so prepare yourself for that