"Mom...I don't want this." I said to my mom. She sighed and kissed my forehead. "I know darling, but you have to go to school, love." She said. I groanned and got out of the car. My mom waved at me and smiled. I sighed and took my back bag and started to walk towards the school. I felt alone. I usually doesen't talk to anyone. My mom is on of the few people who I talk to...I don't like people. I was bullied in my old school and I probably get bullied in here too. I'm not weak so I don't cut or selfharm in any way. I don't want to be weak. I'm happy...sometimes. Something happened to me in the past. Something what started all this...I'm not just ready to talk about it...not yet