I'm new here at a new school where no one knows me, I cant let them know about my past its too indifferent. No one knows about my life, my family, and mainly me. I thought it was a new start, a chance to live a normal life.... I was wrong
The first day was amazing. I step out of my antisocial comfort zone and made two new friends Sabrina and Emma. I cant trust no one I kept repeating. Nobody interacted with any of the boys I thought it was weird but everyone got alone nicely, or so i thought. I meet a few more people they where kind but curious of my past... I couldn't let them know. I stopped being and antisocial pessimistic and had barely any issue with anyone.
I enjoy my first 3 months in school, everyone likes me as a friend but I felt awkward around them. Some people hated me only because I put them in their damn place. I never really cared, hell I didn't give a shit. Me Sabrina and Emma would always fight. I gave up and let them be I didn't come here to make friends. Fuck welp I'm back to my antisocial place. Cant fucking trust anyone
One day everything changed and I sure as hell felt something. Like rubbing salt on a open wound.
