I’m drowning. No one else can see it but me. No one else sees my life falling to pieces right before my eyes. I try to tell myself it’ll get better, tell myself just one more day, one more day and things will finally start turning around for me. So I thought. I’ve been running those hopeless thoughts through my head since we moved here. That’s where it all started. Moving here, leaving everything I’ve ever loved and known from the day I was born like it was nothing. Leaving it like it was just a memory. I can’t keep living like this..not knowing who I can trust.. Not knowing if when I get to school tomorrow that my spot at the lunch table will be filled. For awhile I thought I could sneak by with the bad grades and the not doing things on the weekends. But then my parents started noticing my grades and now that’s all they ever care about. I try to get them up, beleive me I do. But no matter how hard I try they just get worse. Everything just gets worse. My friends. My friends were one o the most important things to me they got me through everything they were the people I’ve known since elementary school, preschool, diapers. At first they’d call all the time to see how I was…now I’m lucky of I talk to them once a week. Some of them I haven’t talked to in months. They don’t care anymore, im gone. Just the friend who moved, the one we talk to when she visits every so often. It seems no matter how hard I try I’m just a memory to them…no one knows how bad I’m suffering. They say the know how much I don’t like it here..but do they really know? No. I just get the it’ll get better eventually Megan! Ha! Good one, yeah you can say that when you’re not in my position can’t you? If anything else is gonna crash and burn I suggest it do it now. Not like I have much left.