There once was a boy who could love endlessly. He was always filled with joy and happiness. He tried his best and always wanted to make people happy even though made he even more depressed. He keeped a smile on his face to hide the fear and sadness inside. He walks a lonely road where people come in and out of it. He trys to keep them with him but the always go. Today is his first day of middle school he is ready to take on the challenge and grow as a person little did he know that with school work there is also popularity. People say it doesn't matter if you're popular or not but it really does it determines the amount you get picked on or pushed around. You see the people at the top untouched they are basically gods and thats what everyone strives for. Most dont make it. Ive faught for my spot. Many people make it by being funny, cool, or they pay there way to the top. One thing about being a the top is everyone up there is fake the only care about them selves. Thats the reason why im alone because im not at the top im to real for anyone to handle me. I sit by myself, keep to myself, and hate myself. Some how i served this waistland of savages.
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Non-Fictionthis stop is about a boy who is always beat down but somehow he always gets up nomater how much pain he gose through he love everyone no matter what
