Day 8- On September 6th I woke up knowing it was my 16th birthday. I didn't expect anyone to tell me happy birthday because no one usually remembered. I had gotten used to that. My previous birthday was nothing special and had left a bad taste in my mouth. Though that morning when I went into second period I had put my bag down in the classroom and headed down the shops stairs, I met with my friend coming up the stairs. He said "come mere I got something to tell you", so I went over to him and that's when he pulled me into the sweetest hug in the universe. He told me happy birthday and with that I was more happy.
