I lay in bed, counting the celling joint lines and counting sheep. Mostly all of the negative feelings are gone.
Leaving a determination to make the most out of my scholarship. He is a bully. There are terrible bullies in the school. And so what? We would never cross paths. I am very good and smart at keeping miles lengths away from trouble. You cannot be bullied if you don't go close to a bully, no? It would all be okay.
I slept and woke up feeling energized. All of my negative energy gone. Feeling like I can take on the world. Believer by imagine dragons playing from Mom's radio only fuels my determination. I added another sticky note to my reading desk. "New Goal; Graduate Krohn's Highschool. Dad also insisted on driving me to school today. "I did not get to ask how was your first day at school yesterday."
"It was great." I answer. Keeping my mood and tune enthusiastic because he is perceptive unlike mom. "You don't sound too enthusiastic. Did it not go well?"
