My First Love

It's my first day at a new school and I am sorta scarred. I mean what is going to happen?

The only people I know are the people that went to my school last year...

And even then I was very shy and not many people knew who I was.

The only people that knew me and still know me now are my best friends Natalie, Victoria, Sofia, and Livia. They are people that have always been there for me I love them more then life it's self.

But there are reasons why I only have four friends.

I am depressed.

It started in seventh grade when my parents died.

They were on their way to pick me up from school and when my dad was driving straight towards my school a car was in a hurry for something and didn't stop at the stop sign so when the crash happened I saw the whole thing. I was about to cross the street to get in the car.

That was the worst day of my life.

After that I completely lost interest in everything.

I was boss at volleyball and playing my guitar for my parents is what brought me joy.

I also often painted and went to the mall with friends.

But that all stopped when my parents died. My Aunt Jess took me in as her own. I am greatly thankful for her because without her right now I would be in a foster home. But the thing is she really doesn't pay attention to me so I am on my own.

It's my first year in high-school as an 8th grader. I couldn't really care less though.

Probably the only thing that keeps me here is my friends they are all I could ask for.