I walk into the walls  of the school. Same as every day. my eyes red and pale faced. I've clearly been crying but at this point it looks normal on my face. Holding my notebook as I sit down at a table in the lunch room. I'm the schools student paper reporter. I make articals in the paper for every one. I also have a page that is dedicated to who ever wants to say something. normally I put my own writing there because no one cares about it like I do. 

 I only open to my notebook and start to write for the next page. . .

"Growing up I've been scared. The fear of losing what I do. no one saw the fear that stood over me while I was in class. Telling me if I failed I would prove my family right. I believed that I was worthless but fear, she was right there yelling in my ears. Saying that I need this or she wouldn't leave me alone. Pretty much a prison in my mind saying that I needed this or yelling at me to finish what I started...

I was the worst at everything. Fear controls me everyday. But that's okay. I'm doing what I need. even if my personality is limited. That same fear is here. Here to stay.. "

I close my book after writing and stand. Walking to my first class. Waking in and sitting. 

"You're terrible. This is why your friends don't really care about you. " fear said to me. "I'm here because of you..." I say tiredly looking up at her. "Well I guess I'm the only Friend you really need baby girl." she said and held my face. I pushed her hand away. she scolded me and left. Soon I put my head down to sleep. That sleep I so desperately love and long for. Just a sweet bit of sleep before a day of pure pain. Like everyday...