Hannah

Do you ever wonder what it would be like to fit in?
To be pretty, popular and just be accepted.
I do. Every day.
I wasn’t born in a poor family, but they weren’t rich.
I wasn’t pretty but not ugly. More like in-between. So I thought. Tall, brunette, skinny and sporty, I thought I was okay.
Every day I walk through the school hall asking myself why?
Why wasn’t my life as perfect as the girls that I see, why were they blessed with the beauty and me…... Blessed with none.
I don’t have many friends, I’m un-noticed. No cares about who I am, the majority of them here don’t even know my name. All I want in life is to fit in, or even just stand out. In a good way. I don’t want to be the one that people ask about after graduation, wondering if I even spent the 6 years with them. I don’t want to be popular; I just want to be acknowledged. I just want to exist.