when i was 8 years old my mother had passed and then i felt like the world was ending.i never stoped feeling this way and when the popular kids come by they are always mean too me.nw i have a few friends but then right after my closest person in my life had died my grandpa.that is when my workd fell apart.i sit alone at the lunch table every day just waiting to get my life over with.this was the worst life ever.i wish i can just leave forever and never come back. | |
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One day in gym class, one of the school bullies watched me pumping iron in the weight room. He suddenly stopped being mean to me. Go figure ( I was 5'1" and weighed 92 pounds).
Being popular is school means dick.
Seek your own way. I have had work assignments that brought me to Aerospace labs, nuclear weapons labs, atom smasher labs, and international travel. Life is what you make of it.
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