shaytards_beth
As I walk I feel the fresh air blowing in my hair, looking at the beautiful sunset. But I almost forgot that I had to be home already. My name is Amanda. I'm in the 11th grade, and I get bullied in school. I don't understand why, I think I'm different? Am I? I spent nights thinking why everybody hates me. Well anyways, I came home at 7pm, I should be home at 6. But I just couldn't help it, I didn't want to go back home and have wifi and see what everybody is saying about me. So I had to go to the library and do some homework, then I walked around the beach that's close to the library. Of course, my mom got a little mad that I came home late. I never tell my mom what's happening in school. I get to scared. My mom is a little to over protective. But anyways, even though I didn't want to look in my phone to see what everybody is saying about me now, I still did. I mean it's this thing where you know you don't want to see it, but you also want to know what's happening.