Between the drama, fear, tears, smiles, fights, & love my life is terrible i dont undertsand how anyone can live a life like this, In the night i lie awake worrying about what might happen the nest day. Of course the nest day i get pushed into lockers, called names, and loose a different friend. I get told lies about me, everyday at school i sit in a corner in the cafateria and watch every move of every person. I dont understand why ther cant just give me a chance but wait *Sam looks down at her clothes* of course i dont dress fancy, i cant i only own 3 outfits. why do people have to worry about how other peopel dress, why not just judge them by their attitude and personality instead of the appereance.
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