Day One of Writing

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How could anyone laugh in a place like this?

I look around at the kids in my "class" and I wonder how the hell did I get here? I am surrounded by kids with problems similar to my own yet I feel so different....so left out... I feel like I don't belong.  I feel like a cactus in a room full of tulips. I don't know how to get through to others, or myself. I feel like I'm on the outside of a one-way mirror. I can see them....but who can see me? Everyone around me is happy and care-free, and I'm sitting here sulking in a corner typing away my emotions. 

I have a really hard time speaking up for myself. If I could, I would scream, I would fight for myself, instead of just fighting for others. I feel so pathetic.  Everyone around me is so social and I'm just sitting here being a loner. I am mentally screaming when they come close. 


to be continued....

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