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Waiting on You

Waiting on You

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Nov 19, 2016
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Outcast, loner, loser, all those names describe me... I'm sixteen, brunette, brown eyes, a really basic girl. My hair style isn't exactly normal I guess. People call me "emo". Why that name, I'm curious to know. I'm the girl no one wants to make contact with because they think it'll make them look bad. It's okay though, I'm used to it. I've been used to it. I've only had one decent friend and they eventually left me. I've learned to only depend on myself over the years. Growing up with only one reliable parent. High school is already hard enough as it is but the people there don't exactly help at all. I love school, but the people are what get to me. Bullied repeatedly every day isn't exactly amusing or fun. I've learned to stand up for myself but when it's one against four or more, doesn't really help very much. But, things can change. Life changes. Everything will change, sooner or later. (Trying out the whole writing thing)
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Day 1 Dear Diary, Hey it's me again I am not really sure what to say. Okay scratch that I wanted to say, guess what? I know that I might be going to church and doing my regular alter serving thing. I know that I am getting closer with the people that help out with me. I know that they are good people, maybe even my friends but I know that in the end I will hurt them. And they might hurt me before I can. I know that I don't want to but I did 10 years ago. I don't wanna do it again. Today is the first day of the Carnival my friends are here to pick me up which means I have to go and put my wig on to cover up all my white (born with) hair. Oh before I go one more thing this is day 1 of full on depression. Day 1 of bottling up my emotions. Day 1 of putting walls up and not letting and anyone see the real me cause lets be honest I am not an ordinary girl!

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