As I sit here and think about the days that pass me by I realize there is not yet one day that I have had pass by me here. It’s a whole new experience it’s a whole new ball field. It scares me half to death; Will I be accepted? Will I be pushed around? Is it safe to live the way I have my whole life? I’m not sure I fell through the cracks I feel the flame of their eyes burn into my flesh. I am an outsider… Do they like outsiders? Yeah, some seem okay. But there are others who think I shouldn’t be here. They’re worried. About what? What can I do to them? What have I done? What will I do? I haven’t and won’t do anything but let the last semester of my senior year fall into place, while I seep back and watch them cower away! I want to make a name for myself Other than the girl who came here half way through her senior year. I finally found out how to work this eMac pc....geeze! :D Love always ~*~*You can give the donkey a happy ending....but the miserable beginning remains forever.*~*~ xShOrTiEx