Nevaeh.

No seriously, I am fine. :) :

I walked out of my school, with the report we have to do over the Summer, on what we did and Five Seconds of Summer on my mind. Hey, so I am 17 now and wow, things have definately happened that changed my life over these past few years. My mom had a job at Starbucks but got fired when she threw coffee on a customer, they deserved it though. I have became less me, I have became shy. I don't like it, I like being myself but it is just too hard. I am afraid of being judged. I just share myself with youtube. I like to make videos of myself singing. My channel name is 'MysteryLikeNoOther'. I like it because they don't judge my face before hearing me actually sing. I am also a HUGE fangirl. Bands saved me. They have kept me going and going. I have been reading more often now. When I was younger I started to notice that my bubbly self has changed. I don't know why. I get bullied. I sometimes let it get to me. It is just hard. So hard. People with friends don't undertstand. It is so hard. The popular girls have this courage to do anything but here I am usually reading and crying myself to sleep.

I am a strong girl who keeps her stuff in line.
Even when I have tears going down my face,
I always manage to say those two words,
-I'm fine-

Why. Why did this all happen. When. I want my old life back. I was happy when I was younger. Where did it all go wrong. Music helps me with that. I listen to it to help me. It is like my sidekick. I get A's in school. My hair has become more darker. It is a bit lighter I guess. I am sorry if I am boring you. I am trying my best to not bore you. I walked on my bus and sat in the back. I am the last stop. I looked out the window, watching the chasing cars go by. I still have my blue eyes. Always fall in love with someone for their eyes, that is the only thing that doesn't change. Almost half of the bus is empty, all I hear is feet getting up to get off the bus and the thoughts in my head. A few more stops til mine.

"Have a great summer Mrs.Kathy." I say before being stopped.

"You too sweetheart, Have a great summer. Be safe." She said before I got off the bus and started walking home. I listen to the leaves blowing in the wind. It is quite a breezy day for summer. The leaves are green and some yellow. Some leaves have holes in them and weathermarkings. I am a lot like a leaf, I have a hole in me, a hole that needs to be filled. I feel like that hole is in my heart. Weathermarkings on the leaf represent me too, because weathermarkings are like the scars some have because of the battle they are facing with those bitter winters. I am about three houses away from mine when I see a moving truck. I look closer and see the back of the truck is opened. I see a spiderman bicycle as I get closer and a lot of little boy toys. I see they are my new neighbors, They live in a blue house with a tree in the front. I never even knew that the old neighbors moved.. Probaly because I only leave the house to go to school or to the doctors' or something, I usually stay in my room. I walk to my house and onto my front lawn and take one more quick look at the house with new residents beside us. I walk into my house and gently placed my backpack on the floor as soon as I walk in. I will bring it up to my room later. I walk into the kitchen and see my mom reading the newspaper.

"Hey mom" I say while sitting on top of the counter

"Hey sweetheart, How was school today?" My mom asks while slightly putting the newspaper down to look at me

"It was good" I lied . School was and always has been terrible. I always get made fun of there. I hate it. That is why I love coming home and being able to be me. I look at the newspaper my mom is reading, the header says. "Father saves child from fire." That is amazing, Fathers are like heroes and dads in one. If only I had a hero, to save me from those evil enemies who try to take my powers that make me unique, The enemies basically make me their slave. I can't be myself without being judged. My power is weak when I am around people who I don't want to be judged by. If only my hero was here to help me.