Chapter 1 - Why Is Life So Hard
Dear future me,
Do you remember the middle of your life or did you forget? Because I wouldn’t want to remember. My life is like a cluster and I feel pathetic and I just can’t handle it anymore I want to give up on life. Do you understand? You do you don’t doesn’t matter just I want you to know that if I gave up I hope it was for a good purpose.
Sincerely yours,
Emma
Sometimes I feel left out in this world, that I have dreamed to be this alluring wonder that was created by the father himself. As the days go by I start to wonder what would it be like with the violence, or the pollution, or maybe even without politics. Today I just started middle school and just turned 13 last week. 13 freaking years old I mean how much worse could it get. Now I'm not trying to tell you about all the drama that has happened over the past couple of months, but tell you how I feel about all that has happened.
As I'm taking my life into consideration I believe that these next few years will be the hardest. Especially school knowing that there will be drama, popularity, mean girls, no friends, athletic, and there is so much more than my head can't wrap around. If you didn't know I'm considered as the basket case that one girl who is useless to everything and every one no matter how hard I try I fail. Being me is difficult and I want to express that in the fact that I'm the lowest of the lows, nobody like nobody likes me. I've been alone ever since my bestfriend Ellie decided to go and follow in the depths of Eva Smith the Queen Bea of middle school and now I’ve ended up alone.
