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High School

July 15, 2014
By savvy-girl SILVER, Lindon, Utah
savvy-girl SILVER, Lindon, Utah
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Too many rights and wrongs. You do one thing wrong and it’s a war against yourself, it’s a war that makes you want to crumble. Into a million peices. With every hit, another piece of you gone. Freshmen year, seems like the greatest adventure to ever be written. But the second you walk through the doors you are getting looks from left to right. You just want to curl up and hide. you dont want any part of this. Because this great adventure starts to turn into the worst nightmare you could have ever imagined. You can barely wrap your head around it. Your constantly looking over your shoulder. For any dangers that may lay ahead. What have you got yourself in to? Sophomore year, you're hoping this will be the one where everything turns around. You let your hopes get so high only to get crumbled once more. People tell you, your hair should be burned. They tell you, you should disapear. They tell you that your clothes are dreadful. Take a deep breath. They tell you, your fake. They say that you are not worth their time. You feel a sadness deep inside yourself. But alas you brush it off. They dont know you. Thats all you can tell yourself. Just breath. It will be okay, just a few more years till your done. You tell yourself that, day after day. Your sadness deepens as the months go by. Soon enough you are depressed. You hide away. Your days getting darker and darker. Your loosing grip on reality, on yourself. You are holding on only by a thread. Eventually you don’t care if that piece of thread were to eventually snap. Take a deep breath. Depression consumes you. All because those people in school told you they didnt accept your taste in clothes nor hair. Because they told you to disappear. One suicide note after another. You wish it would all go away. Even if it meant that your life goes with that wish. But you wake up, get dressed, and put on a smile. One that would destroy anyone whoever saw it. You take a deep breath. You promised yourself that you would prove them wrong. They don’t know you. You walk through those doors once more.
Deep breath.


The author's comments:
High school can be brutal, but we have to take it day by day.

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