High School Kaleidoscope

High School Kaleidoscope

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I just couldn't handle being laughed at by all these students in the middle of the hallway, and I felt like I was going to break again. "Are you okay?" a distant voice asked. I didn't want to cry, I repeated inside my mind as hatred and horrible thoughts swirled around. I am a nobody, and nobody would care if a nobody just disappeared somewhere. "Are you okay?" the voice repeated, cutting through the storm and bringing me back to life. I looked up, and my breath was taken away in one swoop. I have never seen someone so beautiful before, and my heartbeat quickened as I experienced a sudden thump in my chest. I felt like gasping for air, and I needed to breath. I hastily shoved my books and papers back inside my school bag, and nearly tripped on my own shoelaces as I scrambled back to my feet. Have you ever felt like everything you saw was as if you were looking through a kaleidoscope? Welcome to my world.
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This is going to be weird. At first at least. I haven't talked to you in over a year, but the teacher said we should use this diary to express our emotions and the only one I could ever be one hundred percent honest with is you. Those letters to you are worth 25% of my final grade so I must find some interesting things to talk to you about. It's going to be good for me too. It'll help me move on. Help me live my life again. I just hope that it will get easier because for now, just imagining talking to you every week brings it all back, all those feelings. I still hope that, one day, you will read those letters for real. That they won't just be a way to keep you in my mind. I'm not stupid, I know that you will never read them but imagining that you will helps me write what I really want to say. So this is for you, I hope you will enjoy. With all my love, Emily

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