Most people don't know my name they don't even know I exist, I always sit in the back of the class with a black hoodie that is a bit too big for me. I wish they would know who I am, so badly I have wanted to fit in with everyone but my family is known as a disgrace to the town. I always sit in the back and I can hear them whisper about me and I can hear them say "Any minute she is gonna crack" thinking I am some kind of sick person. I have been diagnosed with a type of mental problem that I can't talk about it's in my head and I can't get it out, it's like someone is controlling my every move in my mind and I am in a small cage trying to fight myself out. 1051Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXzW1jR1CTD
Author Note: OMG THIS IS SO BAD I AM SO SORRY I BLINDED YOUR YES WITH THIS WRITING1051Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiJ4H9L4Xhx
