10th grade: 2nd semester
another big step in my teenage life
was moving 306 miles west from my childhood home to this small town county.
and oh boy how I thought I would start a new life.
it was definitely new. anything other than that early college hell hole.
i could finally meet new people, it was terrifying yet exhilarating because no one knew my past or me.
I had the opportunity to change
my backstory
my appearance
my personality.
but nope. I spilled it all out to my new classmates like an idiot.
good job.
living in a new house felt weird after a while. I miss my childhood home now after a couple years and I cry.
it looks sad
i miss my real home.
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t least I had new opportunities.
I just wanted a normal highschool experience.
and it wasn't what I wanted, I could've been involved in sports, maybe the band?
but no.
it was boring for a while.
the first friend that i made in highschool was elan
how could I have survived without him?
and who would've thought that I would end up being his drag assistant and best friend. I had a second chance at this and luckily, the bond is still here to this day.
