The last tear ran down my cheek and I quickly wiped it off my face before anyone could notice it had even been there, but it was to late he had all ready saw it. He gave a look. One that said he felt sorry for me. I felt like a truck just ran over me. I waited for his friends to laugh but they never did.
"I cant take this " I confessed to Lynn my best friend."Hes treating me like a hurt dog that you see laying on the side of the road"
"It will get better Sara You will get over him soon" She was trying to be helpful but her words only hurt
I don't want to be over him. I thought to my self.
I played with the meatball on my lunch tray. How did I end up Here? I had been asking my self that over and over again.
It all started last month when i just had to take those piano lessons.
"I'm so totaly lost" I said to my self as i looked at the white paper one more time
room 534 was scribbled across it in neat hand writing but i till couldnt find it the doors in this hall go from