First message
Today was my first day of school. I don't fit in most places. I enjoy dressing kinda Gothic. I usually wear dark alternative clothing and my hair is dyed black.
When I walked in, everybody looked at me like I was an infectious disease. I wanted to shrink into myself. When class was over, a tall blonde girl pushed me to the ground and said "Out of the way, you creep."
Now I was in the back of the library, siting on a beanbag as I had a cry.
"Why doesn't no one want to be my friend...?" I sob