TUC Oneshots/Drabbles

day 5-time (2019)

Everyone says it's time for me to get better. I don't even know what they mean by that. Maybe it's time for them to stop thinking they know what's right for me. -Maybe what's right for me isn't getting better.- Maybe for me it's just dealing and it shouldn't matter because they're not me and I'm not them and it shouldn't matter to them, because I'm fine. I'm fine. I have time to get 'better; or whatever that's supposed to mean. Going away from me, Lizzie just finished her third puzzle book this week. I hope the bookstore has more. Maybe I should just buy a bunch and gradually give them to her. I have time for that, at least. Seems like no one at this school wants to be friends with me. Gym is a nightmare. I'm glad I only have one more year of it. As soon as I can I'm going north so jeans and long sleeved shirts aren't weird year round. Maybe I'll be a hermit in Antarctica. Mom would make me call every day, though. I guess all I'd have is time though