Thanks for Listening [Wattys2016]

January 13, 2015

 ~song for chapter: Hello by Evanescence~

   Dear journal,

     Today in "class" our "teacher" told us that a new guy would be coming soon. He is coming all the way from New York. That will be a hard transition from loud New York to quiet Colorado.

    "Class" was the same as usual. I sat in the back of the room with my arms crossed listening to Miss (Mr? I can't really tell it's gender) Hart's rasp voice talk about some stupid exercise we should do to clear our minds when stressed. Apparently punching walls is something you're not suppose to do when stressed. Crazy right?

   Then of course I got to sit by myself at lunch like I usually do. Nothing new. I watched people go by my table, talking to each other about how they miss the outside,  wishing they could catch up on their favorite TV shows. Some cradling themselves and talking about being haunted by demons. And then the one guy in the very middle of the dining hall  talking to a plastic spoon.

    A fight broke out during dinner...... again.

    They let me outside again, a little over five minutes this time. I hope this becomes a regular thing. Even though it only is for five minutes.  It's a nice five minutes.  The staring people don't really phase me much after yesterday. They are just there so I don't run away. I guess understand that. Not like I could run away. I'm not the most athletic person. I would make it over that fence.

..............  Hey journal, isn't my life just messed up? Everything would be fine if my parents didn't send me here. No one believes me when I say it wasn't my fault. But everybody here always thinks I'm lying. No one here likes to hear the truth. They just want to make themselves feel good about "helping" people.

    I think I have said to much. I better stop.

                      Thanks for listening,

                             Annabeth