JANUARY 1, 2007
It's like I'm dead. But I'm not, I guess I'm just dead to my surroundings or everyone is just trying to make me feel that way. I walk through the crowed halls at my school, no one turns a head, no one smiles, it's like I'm walking through a bunch of ghosts, or am I really the ghost? There are so many questions that I try to answer in the back of my head while I'm taking these steps to home room. Everyone usually feels sorry for the person who has no friends or is considered a freak. Not in my case, no one ever talks to me, so I never talk to them. I am what you would consider a nobody, a freak, a loner. Yet really I'm none of those, because no one even knows my name.
People call it the New Year, a new year to change things you don't like about yourself. Yet it's really hard for me to do that, because I don't even think I know myself. All I know is that I go to school get good grades, except in math, run cross country, go home, wash my hands, do my homework,......
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