Weariness and Withdrawal...74Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbSQQFEZMN8
All this would go on and on and on, and no one knew what was going on, because, like I said, I looked fine on the outside, but on the inside, I just couldn’t take it anymore.
Even though I was quiet and reserved and would be nice to everyone, people thought my life was great. Looking back at that point in time, I actually have no idea what was going on back then.
Yes, I was nice to people, but I just couldn’t stand being around people for so long. It would make me feel out of place if more time were spent standing there, sitting there, or whatever.
Even though I was already a Grade A student, I would spend three quarters or more of my whole days’ time reading in the class, just hoping it would pass the time.
At the same time, I would take the opportunity to hide out in the classrooms, since it seemed like no one spent more time there than me.
It was quieter at the classes and sports fields than around other places at the school.74Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi6cqtCc0sx
