Not so social bill ~stenbrough~

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                             Bill's pov
I pack me and my dog benji's stuff into our suitcases and put them into the car. Let me slow down for you. Hi my name is bill denbrough and I have social anxiety disorder. This basically means I don't really like being around new people, and or a big group of people. At least for me, it's different for everybody. Because of this I have a service dog named benji, he's basically here to help me calm down during a panic attack, which happens frequently. And it's probably going to get worse because my mother decided it would be the best for me to go to boarding school because of a certain situation going on in my household. My dad gets drunk a lot and hits me and my mom dose too sometimes. He's trying to stop but he's struggling. Or at least that's what my mom says. That means I'm going to have a roommate. Hopefully my roommate likes dogs.

I grab benji and go into the car. My dad was at work and couldn't say he to me but I don't care. I feel like he hates me. I felt that ever since I came out as gay. I look outside the car window as we slowly drive away from my house. I start getting nervous as benji curled in my lap. I start to give him belly rubs, soft belly rubs. He dose not like when people pet him roughly. The boarding school is like five hours away so by the time we get there it will be around 8:30 o'clock.
My mom seemed weirdly happy about me leaving, I'm honestly not surprised. It seems like she's been waiting her whole life for this moment. She starts ranting on how dramatic I'm being about this whole school thing and that Im just being  "shy" and should talk more because that would help or something.

I don't respond because I'm too deep in my thoughts. I don't want to go, but I don't want to stay home either. At least I have benji.
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This was short but I PROMISE the next chapter is very long. I hope y'all like this book :)