Dear Diary, What's happening to me?

August 27, XXXX

Dear Diary,
Hi? I don't know what to do with this. I'm just going to talk to this as if it was a person.

Hi, my name is Robbie Wilbourgh, 15.
I really don't want to do this diary thing, but my parents say it's supposed to be therapeutic.
My family just moved a couple of days ago and now we are at this new house. It's weird because this place is supposed to be our home but it doesn't feel like it. Well, maybe I'll get used to it.
We moved because my mom found out I was getting bullied at my school. I mean I've been trying to hide it from them for a long time. People teased me about my red hair, calling me "Ginger!", and all that stuff, and sometimes it's just about
me personally. So yeah, I gonna start a new school year at a new school, so, let's see how will that turn out.
I'm more scared than excited. I'm scared that people there are more worst than at my previous school.
I got my bags ready, my supplies ready and everything, except myself, I'm still scared.

I got a glimpse of the town, it seems pretty dull and quiet.
I got a chance to roam around town, today and it looks like a withered
Hill Valley from Back To The Future, but it's wider and it has more trees.
Most of the houses either look empty or worn out. There are people too but they don't talk that much.
It seems like I'm in the boring part of town but I don't care.
I also went to the convenience store to buy food earlier and the cashier was nice.
I liked the house, it's surrounded by trees and nature. I'm not used to it
yet but I'll get there. It's pretty quiet and I like that, it seems peaceful.
Anyway going to bed now since it's late and tomorrow's the dreaded first day of school.

I can't sleep.