I do this. I do that. I do everything you people want me to do. What do I get for it? Blame! That's all I get and keep getting. You ask me to tell him to go away and I make him go away, so what do you do? You get mad at me! How bloody dare you! All I ask is for one simple simple thing. Friends. That's all I want. Not that hard right? Not really. So why do you make it so hard for me? Is it everything I do wrong? What do you want from me? All I ask is to be your friend. I don't want to be alone. But nowadays, that's all I am. Alone. Nice word isn't it? Alone. Deppy and Anxie won't talk to me. I heard somebody was spreading rumors about me the other day. That's fine. I don't actually know what they're saying but there is something unsettling with the stares I get whilst walking down the hall. Nobody seems to want to talk to me nowadays. Not even Deppy and Anxie, sadly. What'd ya know, my greatest fear had come to life. No friends, nobody to talk to, all alone. I never knew this day would come, you know? I thought Deppy and Anxie actually cared about me. But that's fine. Nobody cared in the first place, right? It was all just pity. Surprising, isn't it? When you thought your life just couldn't get any worse, the rest of it falls apart. The parts where you thought were indestructible. The ones where you thought would stay with you till the very end. Gone. Just like that.
Signing out,
Hanah
Friday 21/09/18
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