I don't want to be left behind... Traintracks

This is a story based on stuff that I've experienced since last year... I'm in Year 8 and I'm 13 and I've already had thoughts of suicide. It's just something I wanna share. :)

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There was always something different about the way I was at school. I wasn't like the other girls who wore short shorts, who wore make-up and were total girly girls. I was more of a tomboy, I liked playing soccer, I was usually found playing sports, I liked drawing and artsy stuff and to escape being 'the black sheep' I hung around with Teresa, the 'social girl leper' and some of the boys in Primary School. I realised in Year 8 that if I wanted to achieve that permanence, popularity and that 'happiness' I was seeking for. If I wanted to be friends with the 'it' girls, I had to let go of the person I was and look forward to the years of tears, suicide and eventually, my depression.