I don't think I belong anywhere, maybe it's true no one loves me like the kids at school always used to say, I just never noticed until now. Ok maybe that's a bit dramatic but I still don't belong anywhere. After I freaked out on a prank because I was hurt and upset when it was played on me, I haven't been able to sit with my group of friends. And now apparently they sit and have conversations at lunch about how I'm such a fucking bitch but they haven't stopped to think that maybe I'm hurting, a lot. Then an home I'm never included in anything but i want Grampa and Fe to recognize that I am in fact part of this family too. They wait until I'm not home to go out and family vacations consist of them going somewhere nice and leaving me home alone and then Grampa driving me somewhere whining how I'm wasting his time. Just once I want someone to just care, I want to know I belong.