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I open the refrigerator and scan what's in it to eat. Everything that's in it I have to prepare and I'm really not in the mood to do that neither do I have the energy. I close the refrigerator door and walk out of the kitchen to go lock the door. When the doors locked I slowly walk up the stairs already dreading tomorrow. Tomorrow is Monday and Monday means school and school means seeing all of those bozos agh the torture. Don't get me wrong I love learning and all but the students at Greenwood High make me hate school and everything in it. When I'm finially in my room I jump on my bed and take my cellphone out of my jeans pocket. The screen lights up with tuns of messages, messages from my therapist... I roll my eyes and think what a surprise. There's messages from my friends and notifications from other apps. I sigh and turn my phone off again not even bothering to reply to the messages."Well looks like I've got to prepare for tomorrow how lovely hey," I say out loud and stand up walking to my closet.As I walk in the closet I start to notice that I've got a tuns of grey and dark coloured clothes and very little light coloured ones this makes me smile thinking of how my clothes fits my miserable life. I just hate looking and trying on clothes so I just grab whatever looks good and hang in on a separate hanger. My pajamas which are my favorite outfit of all are neatly packed in a drawer and I'm relieved to finally get a chance to put them on after this long day.