Depressed and cold
I'm sitting on my bed, well, laying on my bed. This is just another day of my life. A boring and useless day. This is the way I look at my life at the moment.
It's tough, really tough and there aren't many things that bring happiness into it. I'm dealing with something that nobody knows about me. Nobody, even my dearest friends don't. It's not that I'm ashamed of it but it's just that I don't see the point in telling it to people. I'm afraid they will judge me and that I end up being even more depressed than I am now. So I just want it to be my little secret. Little isn't the right word but you know what I mean. School is quite easy for me, my brain works quite well. That's one of the things that went well recently. While walking down the staircase I notice it's raining outside. I'm not really surprised because it's autumn and the weather is never very nice at this time of the year. Days get shorter, nights get longer. And all the happiness that the summer gave to me is slowly leaving my body. It's turning winter soon, cold, ice, snow. I'm shivering just by thinking about that. Can't we just skip this messy seasons. I'm so tired and while drinking a cup of tea the steam blows in my face and I almost fall asleep again. But there's no time for that, a long boring school day is waiting for me. I grab my school stuff and put it in my schoolbag, then I put some icy chewing gum in my mouth. I open the door and the cold air blows in my face and makes me shiver. I jump on my bike and start to cycle to school. It's a long way, almost 4 miles. Long roads, sides covered by fields and trees. A few farms and the smell of fertilizer. It's almost December. It's foggy and the bit of water in the air attaches to my lashes and freezes. The front part of my hair gets frozen too. My gloves make sure my fingers won't freeze off. I cycle alone, the same as every day. I don't like the people that live in my town. I just don't like people at all.
Reageer (1)
Well, you have some friends, haven't you? I also cycled to school alone most of the times, but at school there were nice people to meet. And it's too bad that some people judge others for being different. You shouldn't care about them, they are the ones being weird. Not caring about the mean people helps a little bit if you want to feel happier
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