My alarm clock goes off, it's 7:05 in the morning. Today is the day, my first day of 11th grade. School has already been going on for a month now. I get up and get ready, school starts at 8:15.
After I got dressed into the school's uniform I was ready to leave. I reach for the door handle, it felt like someone took a knife and stabbed it into my left eye. I ignored it, grabbed the door and left my apartment.
I began on the short walk to school. As I walk into school I feel a familiar feeling, anger. I begin to wonder how many people I will know.
As I enter the building I see no familiar faces, but then I see him my old friend from elementary, Zack. He was the only friend I had.
I try not make eye contact and move toward my locker, I put my stuff inside, close it and lean my head against my locker my eye hurts again but this time worse. Suddenly a Familiar voice said
"Myira?" In a questioning tone.
I turned to see who it was, he had found me...