So it all began in the midst of the move from Junior High to High School. I'd already began to crack way before that. Deep in the middle of all those fight and arguments in Middle School. All those days where I would sit alone sometimes thinking:
wow, I actually don't deserve any friends.
But I'd always had Momo. She had always been there, reminding me that I had someone for now. Someone who I could trust for then, but like every best friend couple, we had fights too. I would sit completely lost when that happened.
Lost in my dream, flying away into my flawless fantasy, where I had true friends. Where I was safe. Where I was happy.
Eventually, I would get up and apologise. I had always been me - never the other way round - but I didn't care. Because I had my best friend back. I had support and someone to turn to. Someone who would accept me for my weird interests and eccentric sense of humor.
I had SOMEBODY so I wasn't a NOBODY.
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Bipolar
Teen FictionIt truly started when I came to my new high school as a transfer student, but I think the story runs deeper than that. Way back into the roots of my junior high and old school, where I was once normal.... Ok, maybe I was always this crazy, but I did...
