prologue

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My one goal in life at this point is to make it through high school. And I am barely doing so.

My grades are only so-so and I always end the day with a pounding headache and a pile of homework awaiting me.

In school, I spend a lot of time with friends, but outside of school I never see them.

I wouldn't really call them anything but acquaintances. I only see most of them in a few classes a day and lunch.

Outside of school, when I'm not doing homework, I'm with my mom.

My mom is my best friend. It sounds lame, I know, but she's the only person I can actually be myself with.

I've done more with her than I have with any of my 'acquantinces' that are actually my age.

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As I guess you can imagine, most people at school don't know my name.

They know I exist, but they don't pay attention to my existence. I am just another person in their class, another person who doesn't raise their hand. Just another person.

My existence doesn't affect them. They don't care about it.

But that I am perfectly okay with.

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