Ok so this has been eating at me so much, my best friend was shot last week, so my way of truly expressing my sadness is through writing. Only two people at my entire school have tried to make me feel better, and it has been helpful in a way, though for some reason all of my other older friends are turning on me for feeling sad, so now I am changing the group I hang out with all the time. Though back to the point, I wrote a poem in my own style and presented it to the class, maybe then some of my friends would understand. After reading it, I could see depressed faces everywhere. Before I got a chance to even sit, the teacher tells me how to improve my writing... WHAT, I just spilled out my feelings, so he could tell me how to improve it! Ok so tell me, when someone close to your friend dies, what gives you a right to do stuff like this, what happened to teacher's common sense! I need help, the more time that passes the more I feel bad, I see her less as that best friend I had over the summer and more as the girl I almost fell in love with, or did at the end. I can't even tell her that, is it all so wrong? I can't tell her I loved her! Now the only people that are helping are some people here online and the two in school, I can't even go to a teacher! What am I supposed to do, my life is crumbling because I can't just suck up her death, but I am not supposed to do something like that, it would be wrong to her and to myself!
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