The Tallies on Her Wrist

I missed my old school, my old friends. Heck, I even missed my old teachers. The move wasn't the toughest part. The most challenging thing to me was having to start all over. I couldn't make friends as easily hear. Everyone at Midway High was vile and cruel, and I wanted nothing to do with them. Of course there was always Charlie, the only nice boy at the school, but he was a bit of a creep. My chest burned with despondency, a fire swelling up in my lungs that I couldn't control. I knew I was breaking, and I couldn't do anything to stop myself.