my locker till right before lunch so by the time I was done getting everything together and got down to the lunch room almost every seat was taken, that day I sat with a table full of girls all of which refused to talk to me. When I get home upset, over worked, and exhausted I laid in bed staring at the ceiling wishing everything would go back to how it used to be and hating my mom for making me go through all of this.
Growing up is always going to be a change that I wasn’t ready for but was forced to go along with it. No matter how hard or long you may wish for it things will never go back to how they used to be. You’re going to face challenges that you never imaged. You’re going to grow and learn that in life things are going to be hard to get through but never impossible.