It has been over a month since I moved, and things have changed, well improved. I feel like I am not so alone anymore. But I still miss the old streets, the smell of our kitchen and my friends who just got me without any words needed. But I’ve learned that starting over doesn’t mean Continue reading

Yesterday, something happened. Like something good happened! At lunch, one of the boys from my class asked if I wanted to join their weekend soccer game. I almost said no, because I’ve gotten used to being invited but pushed to the sidelines. But I wanted to go. This was the first invitation I have gotten Continue reading

Sometimes, I go all day without really talking to others, beside mum and dad. Around me the voices just blur together, like a background noise that surrounds me and doesn’t include me. I walk through the halls in school like a ghost, I feel invisible. Just like this newspaper I seen on my walk home. After Continue reading

Today was my first day at the new school. I was scared. I didn’t know what to expect but I just hoped that it would be different, good different. Maybe someone would smile, or sit with me at lunch time. But no. Everyone already has their own friend groups, their own inside jokes that I Continue reading

I thought that moving meant a fresh start but whilst I stood there in my empty bedroom, it didn’t feel that way, nothing felt right. Actually it felt the opposite, everything was wrong. The walls are too white, the shutters are dusty, and the floor boards creak LOUDLY. It just doesn’t feel like my room. Continue reading