Dear Insanity

First day of school

Today is my first day of school. A place where I would enjoy to burn and take a selfie and be satisfied of what I'd done.
The name is Maylie but people, as in my family call me May. Anyways back to where I was today is the first day of school. That means no more summer but it's all good because summer was amazing. No, I didn't party or hang out with family and friends. I'm not interested in those types of things. Instead I love to stay home and watch scary movies, be alone and do what I enjoy best and that is killing people. Yes, I enjoy killing people but I'll explain another time. As I walked through the halls I see everyone greeting each other, talking about their summer and hugging one another emotionally. I rolled my eyes as I walked passed everyone and looked for my locker. I'm a nobody and that's how I love it. I don't have friends and that's okay. Being alone means no drama and no one to care about but yourself. Friends come and go and family live and die just like me and everyone around us. We all die alone so being alone is fine by me.
Grabbing my stuff I head to class, which is English class.

Bumping into people I finally make my way to class. I scan the whole room and see that it's almost filled but a few desks are still open. Four in front, one in the middle, and a few more at the back of the classroom. With that I knew where I'd wanted to sit and that was in the back. Being in front meant not being able to be in your own world and you'd have to pay attention in class like "the top of the class students". In the middle would be the "group friends", which I have none. And on the back, were it's perfect to be left alone and no one will look at you or acknowledge. Making my way at the back of the class I sit on the left side, next to the window were the sun is shining. Oh how I wish it rained today, but things never go how you want them to be. I've learned that a very long time ago just like everyone else but some just can't accept it.
"Hello everyone. My name is Mr. Diz and welcome back to school. Today starting this year lets make it count and memorable cause you guys won't be here next year." no one said nothing as he keep talking. "okay good." was all he said as everyone said their hello while others ground in response.
With that, class has begun. Mr. Diz was making us write about how our summer went and what did we do to start of with the day.
Everyone in class pulled out a sheet of paper, sharpened their pencils and started writing about their summer. Others, like myself, took out a sheet of paper and looked at it as if words were going to appear.

"Ah, and remember class to turn in your essay by the end of class." Mr. Diz said while he pulled his chair out and sat his 28 year old butt down. I let out a sigh as I looked down at my blank sheet of paper wishing I could just ignore all of this and read a book or pass out, but I knew that I had to get it done so with that being said I started my essay.

Dear Diz,
My summer went pretty well. Nothing special happened. I just stayed home and watched scary movies and do some of my favorite hobbies As in read, paint, draw, and rock out. See nothing special just simple.

Sincerely ,
Maylie Hall.

After finishing my essay I pulled out my earphones and plugged them in to my iPod I swiped it typed down my password and went straight to my music, scrolling down I finally found the song I wanted to hear. Clicking sarcasm by get scared.Soon i hear the lyrics I smile while looking out the window and shaking my head to the beat.
"You've got me shaking from the way you're talking
My heart is breaking but there's no use crying
What a cyanide surprise you have left for my eyes
If I had common sense I'd cut myself or curl up and die

Sticks and stones could break my bones
But anything you say will only fuel my lungs

Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't wanna be loved
You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
Watch me choke it down so I can throw it up.

Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love I don't wanna be hanging by the neck
Before an audience of death..."
I must admit that this morning started with a good start let's hope it stays like that I thought but it soon fades away when I heard people, who had finished with their essays, whispers about Kim's death.