9-1-19
Dear Journal,
Today I start my Junior year of Highschool at Shizuka High. As usual, I'm the new student, and I doubt my social anxiety will ever let me try and make friends. I don't really need friends anyway. They'll just stab me in the back...probably. I never stay long wherever I end up at the time, but I hope this one is a keeper for a while. The woods here seem like a great place to relax and let my mind drift off from reality for a while. Anyway, time for school. - Yours not so truly, Vince.
9-1-19
Dear Journal,
Today was just okay. I didn't really talk to anyone, nor did they talk to me. A guy named Ace talked to me though, he seemed nice. Ace dresses like me and stuff and we have a decent amount of stuff in common. I'm not getting hopeful though, maybe he was just pitying the new guy, ya know? I was also late to my third class because I couldn't open my locker, that was embarrassing, everyone's eyes felt like they were drilling into my eyes as some hot shot and his, I'm assuming girlfriend smirked at me. Whatever. - Yours not so truly, Vince.
I put my journal away and sat down on my bed as my Aunt talked on the phone downstairs with whatever business she was with right now. I always wonder where my Mom is. Dad died in an accident, and Mom got sick, we didn't have much money at all, so I went to live with my Aunt in 8th grade and haven't seen my Mom yet. It's been three years, best not to dwell on it. I looked out of my big window in my new room. The stars were shining and the moon made a glow around the small pond and trees by my window. At least there's something beautiful in the world; I thought to myself as I got into bed and slowly drifted off.
(Eek sorry I know it's not the best and it's short, thanks for reading it though)
YOU ARE READING
Shin seikatsu
RandomThis is just a typical emo story about a boy named Vince :/ This is my first story so I apologize if it sucks. The picture does not belong to me.
