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      Over the summer I had moved away from my home, I will forever consider it my home. All my friends live there along with lots of my family.
     We moved from New York to Florida. A huge difference. I'm not saying I don't like Florida, I just don't belong here. My heart is up in New York with my friends and family.
     My heart hurts every time I look at the horizon and don't see the mountains and hills. It hurts when I can't see changes in the seasons. My heart hurts when I can only see my friends through a screen.
     My mom keeps talking about inviting people over for pool parties but I don't have many friends down here. She thinks I do because I talk about different people but she doesn't understand that I don't actually know any of them. I know 2 or 3 but that's it.
     I don't hangout with them because I'm not close with any of them. It's hard for me to get close to them. I don't know why, it just is. I hate it but I can't seem to help it. I don't know what to do.
     I'm sorry this is all over the place. I was kind of crying while typing. I'm sorry I just needed to get this off my chest. If I don't update, this is why.
     I'm just slowly falling into a depression and I don't know how to deal with it. I can't really talk to my mom. Or any of my family for that matter. My friends are too far away. So, no one can really help me...

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