Take Care Lonnie

Entry 1

September 5, 2017

Dear Journal,

Things have been hard since we moved away. I already miss my old friends. I really miss Sarah. I mean how am I supposed to feel when we move away from a 12-year house the same time my only sister is studying abroad for a couple years. Yeah, it kind of sucks. Dad won't talk to me, like always, since mom died and stuff and since he is busy working and partying.

I keep getting all these texts and messages from my old friends about how "awesome" high school is but I don't understand how they could be so happy and how I could be so miserable. It hurts to see them so excited but it also makes me glad to see that they aren't taking the move too bad.

Today was the first day at the new school. It was really weird seeing all these people for the first time, how everyone had their friends and I was just kind of there. They all looked at me like I was an alien. It might be because of the pink tips but I don't mind it that much. I should be used to it by now, honestly. Journal, I don't know how to explain how I felt when the bell rang for the first period. I felt scared, tired, tense, anxious, nervous, but excited all at the same time. The teacher had all the new freshmen stand up in front of everyone and it felt really weird since I knew none of these people. The teacher had us each introduced ourselves in a short paragraph and read it to the class. I told them that we moved into the newly built house on Carriage Road and they all looked at me suspiciously, like I had done something wrong.

The rest of the day was boring in all and not the best of all my days but I will live through it, I hope. Wish me luck!

Love,

Lonnie.