I had to start a new school and was missing all my friends. I was so nervous first day I wanted to be homeschooled but when I went people we're just staring at me like I was a freak. I asked someone in my class on what our schedule was and she told me everything. I went home really sad because I hated being there and my mom asked me how my first day of school was and all I said "It was good" when it really wasn't. I made no friends until people started to talk to me more often. I got a little bit comfortable and made more friends during the year but was still sad. (I don't want to say depressed because I am not diagnosed with it.) During the year I started hearing voices. It was more than usual.

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Vent Book
Short StoryHeya! This book is about fucked up shit and what I've been through and still am going through. I'm gonna leave a trigger warning here.