When school started at the end of August I was in 6th grade. It felt so weird. Me and my friend Cristy, were the only one out of our group of friends whose parents were divorced or separated. It was less then 30 days since my parents got separated, and had to start school I had no time to greive. Something about me had changed. I was no longer that bratty little girl. I was now an only child, I had to take care of myself because my mom was working. I was quite, I didn't get into trouble for talking anymore. I walked to and from school because my mom had an apartment a block way. I would get home school, turn on the TV and eat something. Or sometimes I would play we with my friends that lived in town and no one knew where I was.
Thursday, August 2, 2007
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