;( I want to tell my parents how lonely, sad, and how bad it is getting, but I can't. They will hate me. Everyone hates me. People on IG tell me to go kill myself and tell me that I should cut. I don't cut....at all, but lately I've been thinking about it. I have no friends. I get made fun of. I hate to eat, because I am too fat. (100 pounds) Ugh! I hate myself!*
To others it was eery and lonely, but to her, she found peace, in company of the memories made in that bus by hundreds of other children she'd never met or meet. She lived in the company of their childhood, she lived their adventures, even though she was never there. It was never lonely.