October 31, 2003 was my last day at my school. The last time I would wait anxiously for the bell to ring signaling our deoarture. I only hoped this day would never end. THe ending came soon enough. I was upset, but looking forward to the night where I could go trick or treating.

We pulled up into the driveway of our new house. My friends Michelle and Shelbey were with me. Michelle was dressed up as an angel. Shelbey was a 50's girl, but I was totally the most unique of all. I was a pop star. I had on black jeans that fit me very nicely. I had on a purplish-pink shirt. My hair was spray painted my favorite color, blue duh, I had a fake headset, and we went to get some candy. We really raked. Then we went back to our house in the country.

I lay on my bed and thought. This was the last time I would ever get to sleep in this room. It was heartbreaking. Seriously nothing else could go wrong with my life. I mean I had to keep up hope that something good would come.

My mom and me had been fighting. I wasn't proud to say that we were, but never-the-less we weren't getting along. It was hard on the whole family to leave this house and pack up for the city. It was the only home that I had really grown to love.

Once again living in the city I lived in as a Youth I realized that I was not a city chick. Our family made too much noise, our dog was rambunctious, and there were limitations to what we could fo.

The first night there I had a dream. A ghostlike man in black was telling me to go back. I didn't belong here. My mind was searching for some lame excuse to go home. Only home wasn't home anymore. This was to be my home. That's all I jad to look forward too.

That Monday I began school. I went from being in a class of 19 to being in a class of 124. It was a huge transition and it scared me at first. I only knew two people at the school , and neither of them made things easy on me. One of them was my cousin Ryan. He pretended he didn't even know me and acted as if I was a complete idiot. The only other person I knew was Kikyou.

Kikyou's mom was dating my dad's best friend Paul. That's how we met three years ago. Apparently she had been telling some people how nice I was, while other times she was complaining about what a cry baby bitch I am. It hurt to know that someone I thought I could trust would betray me so.

Kikyou caused a ton of trouble for me during this first week. I copied her twice and at lunch, so she went and told the councelor. The third night she called me and said I should go back to where I came from because everyone hated me and nobody wanted to be my friend.That really pissed me off, but that was not the only ting she did. Oh no, that was not even close to the worst.

Kikyou called me up and asked if I really wanted to kill myself, and I said no totally meaning it. She said that she had heard someone from my old school, who shall remain nameless. I mean I did say it once, but I wasn't really gonna go through with it. I told her taht and she was surprised. Then she told me she had told my teaher Mr. Soup that I had wanted to kill myself. The next day she told him I only did it for attention. I had a talk wiht him and told him the truth. It was far better than him thinking that I was a suicidal girl who strived to be the center of attention. I finally thought we had gotten past the whole thing when I was called down to the councelor office one day during reading.

I swear the councelor gets bored. She gave me a flyer for a group that was made up of children who have lost a parent. Like hell I wanted to go to that and listen to all those stories and then hv epity time. I really hate physchiatrists. They are my second biggest pet pieve. So you cna only guess how thrilled I was to be called down to the office. Kiykou was sitting there and the councelor said we needed to talk.

So we had to sit there and disgus our emotions for the next half an hour. It was amazing to hear all the bullshit that Kikyou had made up and then hear her deny all teh bad things she had done to me. I don't think so. She was just jealous I was making friedns so quickly, and a lot of people liked me better than her. I'm totally not sorry that I took the limelight away from her for a second. I was mad when we left. i wouldn't even speak to Kikyou. Finally she'd gotten off my case. Surely something good would happen tome now, rihgt? There had to be a good outcome.