Can't care anymore

No one

Guess it'll be a story then.

So let's start from the beginning when I finally started realizing I'm no one.

I was one of those girls that were always happy go lucky. Never once did the smile leave my face. Never once did I want to start a fight with someone over nothing, I almost always got excellent grades. I had a fairly good childhood, friends started leaving me. Classmates I got along pretty well were leaving me and others started acting like they were above everyone. boys started to look down on me, well most of them. There was one that never did. I didn't like him or anything he was just a close friend of mine like most people were before the thing started to change. But back to the story. A lot of my friend started leaving for stupid reasons or because they started growing too fast or just trying to grow fast. They looked on me as a child like I was nothing more than an annoyance to them.

The girls started acting like bitches. Putting on makeup started wearing more clothes that made them look older. We were 11 at the time. They started distancing themselves from the girls who didn't do the same as them and made sure to get the point that they are the 'cool' in the class.

Boys started trying to act all thought so they can get their attention some of them acting bad others getting in fights.

I was simply the girl dressed in all pink and liked to play casual and video games. Some of the boys started bullying me that I was playing games that weren't modern and that I was wasting my time. One tried picking a literal physical fight with me. Good the girls were there or it was gonna get bad. After all, we don't want the girl below us to get all thought, do we? After a time I got to a point where I didn't get along with the teachers too. Bad grades started following me everywhere no matter how hard a studied. Our music teacher was the hardest one.

Once she learned I can sing she made me learn a song for three days. But I'll say I was more screaming than singing. Even today I can't sing all that good as before. Guess I pushed myself too hard. After that, I refused to sing and the teacher refused to give anyone good grades I was almost half of the semester and she didn't even give us the education we 'needed'. After a while, they got a parent-teacher meeting. My mother fucked her up really bad. After a while, I just didn't feel like it was my place to be there anymore so I asked my mother to switch schools. She asked me why, I didn't want to bother her so I just said that I didn't get along with the teachers, she didn't question me further. I was happy about that, only to find that what awaited me in the other school was a full lonely nightmare.

Not much of a tragedy I'll say but I still felt bad. And things were getting worse. Well for me.