School

I almost walked out today. I was sick of it all. I couldn't cope at all. My life seemed endless, and, given half the chance, I would have killed myself. I was in tears about three times. I just wanted to keep walking and never turn back. I hate that place, ever since Carla and Katie tried jumping me. I don't understand why it's always me. Yes, I may not be your average fifteen year old, yes, I may be paler than most, yes, I do actually TRY in school. YOUR POINT IS? I hate the people in that place. The teachers aren't much better. Don't get me wrong, Textiles is O-Kay. Not briliant, just average. There's no way I'm better than Ayprul, or Sophie, or any of the other girls. I'm not going to get an A. No way.