I woke up bright and early on Monday morning, the sadness of being alone greeting me like a tidal wave. I stood up and stretched before walking towards my closet. Grabbing the first thing that my eyes caught sight of, I sluggishly walked towards the bathroom, urging to stay home. I know my mother would be disappointed if I just stayed home without a reason so I grabbed my bag and walked downstairs, going to my car.
I stopped at McDonalds for a breakfast burrito and orange juice, so when I arrived at school- I ate in the parking lot. Once I finished, I got out of the car, my bag draped over my shoulder and my coat in my hand. I didn’t bother putting it on, knowing I’d go straight into school just to take it off again.
My first period class was gym and once the bell rang, I made my way tow
