Category : Diary/Journal

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    It's a bit difficult to walk these halls of my school. During passing periods everyone is almost as chaotic. I try my best to make it to class on time. The worst period is P.E. We have only 5 minutes to get dressed. And I don't like how I change in front of everyone.  
       I still have 2 more years in this school, but after that would be Hell. Hell stands for high school. I try not to let it bother me, but there are girls here that always want to brawl. It gives me the creeps.
       And then there's puberty. Our body changes at these stages. I don't think it's that worse for boys...more like for a girl. Pads and tampons. I hate that monthly visitor that comes. It is another pain for all growing ages.
       And last there's Friends. How close are you to know if someone is going to stab you in the back? That's a basic drama. It's why I don't hang around that many people. Even though I start to wish by seeing others with their friends to be just like them. But from what I overhear from those groups are about "Oh this one girl stole my ex" or "She always startin mess" I don't really hang around with the dramatic girls. Especially girls who do nothing, but talk about you when you're not around. They're either throwing shade or read.
        Then there's always one day that I would wish I'd leave this all behind. Not having to deal with troubles on the way to passing periods and the worst but 'okay' math grades I get on my paper. 
     ..Is there any other way to survive my middle school? Well I just have to see to it myself...even if there aren't better days.