Monday again finally! I never thought it would be possible to want to go to school so bad. The one place that I can be myself let my colors shine and stop pretending to be someone i'm not. No more hiding that ray of sunshine that wants to keep the world warm with hope for a better future. You may ask why can't you be this way at home Autumn? What makes the house any different from the school? Well that's an excellent question! Everything is different at home because i am surrounded by complete and total bigoted assholes who don't understand that we don't live in the puritan age anymore. My only sense of freedom is when i'm away from this hell hole of a home. Of course my girlfriend always gives me the typical it gets better speech but she has no idea how bad the demons i live with are. i'm not exactly the most sane person to ever walk this earth in fact i'm pretty sure i'm 100% fucking mental. To be honest when your family makes you wanna shoot yourself or jump off a god damn bridge that it's their faults your crazy, but no apparently it's my own shitty fault for being suicidal. No wait, even better, it's the people i hang out with that influence me to self harm or do drugs and drink. Those damn friends of mine always getting in the way of my happiness cause that's exactly why i hate myself. Parents are more than stupid these days because for some reason they cant ever see that what is happening to their children isn't exactly not their faults. Anyway my house is a hell hole where i spend my nights and weekends rotting in it with the other kids who just happen to live here with me. So with that school is good home is hell.
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Random17 year old Autumn has had no issue with being a social butterfly with the entire population. Her school was the only place that she had ever felt safe being herself. No one to judge her for being who she was or tell her what she was doing was wrong...
